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[Royce Da 5`9] Uhh.. boom... Tick tick tick.. yeah.. 5`9 uhh Yo..
I`m the verbal-spit Smith Wesson I unload with sick spit the quick wick could split a split-second Bomb with a lit wick expression You here a tick tick then you testin.. My saliva and spit can split thread into fiber and bits So trust me, I`m as live as it gets Everybody claimin they the best and head the throne Since B.I.G is gone, if you ask me, they +Dead Wrong+ My flow is hotter than the flash from the click When the hammer slaps the bullet on the ass from the clip You wind up in a room full of my dawgs I`ll have you feeling like a fire hydrant in a room full of dogs So come, come now, get pissed on, shitted on Tough talk turns to, "Can`t we all just get along" You get blazed when the mic`s off, shot when it`s on You probably ducked when they laid the gun shot in your song My gun strrr-utters when it speaks to you Utter shit to repeat to you Nothing the clip, then give a speech to you Me and Premier, we kind of the same in ways We both speak with our hands in dangerous ways Rap now is a circus of clowns A whole lot of lip from cliques I`d probably rap circles around I`m the next best to reach a peak formerly known as the best keep secret, I guess that I just leaked it
[Hook - 2X] (Boom!) Somebody better duck or (RUN) Somebody better (Watch out cuz he`s bout to blow up) "Boom..boom, bam, God-damn!" "..Royce 5`9"
I`m a motherfuckin star, I don`t battle no mo` I provide the the gun clappin around of applause after ya show We can go toe to toe cuz they calling you hot Steppin around all ya punches like, "That`s all you got?" Everyday I`m meetin somebody and all of they peeps Quick to shake a nigga`s hand and show me all of they teeth And these bitches I be pattin they asses They be all dumb and googly-eyed lookin at me, battin they lashes Rappers think Detroit niggaz not as down as them Or since I`m down with Slim that I sound like him Quick to judge me and tell me that my hook might sell And say faggot shit to me like I look like L My advice quit talking it`s over I was knockin niggaz out when you was knockin sticks offa they shoulders I got dirt done in my past, I know y`all sweat I got regrets older than some of you so called vets Niggaz say I found God with the flow Bring the police to the studio and bring the bomb squad to the show Ain`t a nigga touching mines When you listen to my shit - you don`t chew, you don`t breathe, you`ll miss a fucking line Every time I spit, I tick to show you it`s hot Leave me in the deck too long I blow up your box Boom! *explosion*
"God..God-damn!" "..Royce 5`9"
[Hook - 2x]
"Boom..boom, bam, God-damn!" "..Royce.. 5`9" "Boom..boom, bam, God-damn!" "..Royce 5`9" "Boom..boom, bam, G...God-damn!" "...Royce 5`9"
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