Royce Da 5'9"

[fox69]

"Jockin' My Fresh"

"Jockin' My Fresh"


Quit jockin' my fresh

[Chorus:]
Easily I approach
The microphone because I ain't no joke
Tell ya momma to get off of my nuts
She need to quit
"Jockin' my fresh" - Jay-Z
Easily I could smoke
Your hypertone, nigga you ain't no loc
Tell your girlfriend to get off of my dick
And she need to quit
"Jockin' my fresh" - Jay-Z

[Verse 1:]
I'm on fire survival, admire you liar
Who hire, new tires, flew by you
New buyer, Brunier, the new sire
Each line, I think it's lightening
What you think is writin'
Is my ink ignitin'
I stole that from L
But I don't think it's bitin'
Beef is hidin' on side of the stage
Speakin' of fightin'
I write like I pull my pen out the side of a grenade
Imperial, serial killers in front of a mural of Dilla, Proof, Blade
A burial crusade
Venereal, flu, A.I.D.S.
I'm sick
I'm too paid
I'm rich
I will flower a chicken like a bouchet
I'm sentimental
End up with your dental
Loose cave
Bitch we ain't Friends
I ain't Phoebe Buffay
I'm a motherfuckin' +Superstar+ like Lupe
Get a lot of vagina
Stylin' like I'm a designer
Whoever hotter than me
I probably find them inside of me
Connected, I probably supply them it's eeeeeasy

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
The product is like Prada
A lotta shottas is stretchy
Until you tired of findin' time to ride a bitch out of liars
Y'all retired your guns just cause you signed a deal
I'm the Youth Fountain on Truth Mountain on Honest Hill
Who's countin'?
I'm tryin' to build beyond a mill
Don't call me seven nine's cause I'm tryin' to find a bill(ion)
True is, who is down to kill
Old school like a Buick Bonneville
Suicide, do a lot of pills
You ain't got to kill
Beef is easy to me bitch
Guns, grams, get 'em, got 'em all, strict G shit
Honestly, round 'em up, found 'em slumped
Down to buck, llama tuck
Grind till you tired of us
I'm on your head like a Yamaka

[Chorus]

[Outro:]
I'm gonna tell y'all niggas right now. Number one
Quit jockin' my motherfuckin' fresh. Number two
If you ain't feelin' me...you a fuckin' corn dog

 

[fox69]

"Keep On Pushin'"

"Keep On Pushin'"


"Keep on pushin'" [x8]

[Verse 1]
Coke rises, so high with no pride
Wow, we all coppin', that's Blow time
0-5 was so live, but oh my
God, we lost Cochrane
That's mo' time
At no time from 0-5 and backwards
I'm happy we lost tears
Cause we lost B.I.G.
And we lost Pac
We not supposed to be rap beefin' but we all did
Yeah, why do all have to be such a disaster?
For the city, us and D-Twizzy hustlin' backwards
I'd like
To ask Eminem when the time's right
Why did you shut down The Source before I got me my five mics?
At least I got the Quotable
I was just on the road with Proof
At least I got some shows to do
What you supposed to do is
Snatch up who's close to you and
Someone who know what they doin'
Pack up that car with that heat on and keep on

[Chorus]
"Pushin'"
Doin' what you was doin' before
"Keep on pushin'"
If you know what you doin' it for
"Keep on pushin'"
If you at peace or you in a war
"Keep on pushin'"
Just make it through and the world is yours
"Keep on pushin'
Just make it through and the world is yours
"Keep on pushin'"

Just make it through and the world is yours
"Keep on pushin'"
Doin' what you was doin' before
"Keep on pushin'"
If you know why you doin' it
"Keep on pushin'"

[Bridge]
It's just me and "Statik"
With the blue pigs in the rear
View mirror with the two cigs in the ear
Like, Who cares? This is a new year
Nigga we got somethin' to do here

[Verse 2]
0-6
We gonna be comin' with mo' shit
The most wicked
We got something to prove here
The coke fix is
Back like crack
The 80's is at ya
The only ink that's sicker is maybe the tattoo
When them players is at you/achu
Blowin' they triggers
You gone
The only thing stiffer is maybe a statue
C'mon
He deliver like that stork
He bring light to your porch
He bring night and he ain't lightin' your torch
His king sight just seems like Yao Ming's height
He sees over
He don't need to lean over
He don't need to move you to see on
He only will do it when he tell you to keep on...

[Chorus]

[Bridge]
It's just me and (who?) Whoo Kid

With the blue pigs in the rear

View mirror with the two cigs in the ear

Like, Who cares? This a new year
Nigga we got somethin' to do here

 

[fox69]

"Kill Em Pt. 2"
(feat. Kid Vishis)

"Kill Em Pt. 2"
(feat. Kid Vishis)



"It's killin' me"
Please be clear. This is an invasion
Green Lantern in the lab
The invasion. The Bar Exam 2
"Green Lantern"
[Kid Vishis]
Last of the spitters
Hall of dope niggas from the past to present is sayin', "Next is Vishis"
I'm, one of the illest, the realest feel it
Competition isn't existence because I got venomous diction
You should toss your mic is my advice
You expect me to be scary cause you talkin' hype?
I'm like, how you gonna pump me up with no shottie then
How you gonna fist fight Floyd when you Gotti ?
I'm the nice right hand Rueger specialist
Turn 'em into twins and I'll appear ambidextrous
Simultaneous, back and forth trigger movements
He bleedin' profusely
I've executed my execution
I got knowledge but I like violence and loot
Type to go to college
Not to learn, just to shoot a student
Kid Vishis
Nothin' fictitious
Talked your bitch into believin' my seed is nutritious
(Delicious ha ha ha)
Yep, then you went and kissed her like it don't matter
She went and swallowed my baby batter
You sick!
I know you been a bitch
I hate you worse than fans hate Joe D. for pickin' Darko Milicic
I got a killer spit
River current flow
I'm as vicious as a pit
You a reappearing hoe
Sho' nuff I gotta go
Bruce Leroy to these decoys
Deep speech, each beat I seek and destroy
D-Boy
The city's prince, I'm really convinced
I'm up
To being as sick as Two Girls In A Cup (yuck!)
I leave these wack MCs alone
They won't be in it long
They only got so much time like a minute phone
Bring your lyrics home
Find you with your spirit gone
Outlined and scribbled
My nine spiral period
Idiot
I'm on some Frank Nitty, big willie shit
Bout his bread
Bout he get you dead and I'm serious!
[Royce Da 5'9"]
Delirious
Beats be the eeriest
Hand on my balls
The Boyz N The Hood know my style like Furious
I fight dirty
I'm Ike scurvy
I'll slap a bitch
It's obviously like blood on a white jersey
Don't go and have an accident
Christ Passion-ate
You little boys invite me to spaz
I'm right on your ass
I Mike-Jackson-it
My bitch Nina Ross constantly lookin' for pussy
You don't push me that pistol is dyke accurate
The lights flashin' in the night from the chain
Like it's lightening
Bitches suckin' up to me
My life is a Dyson
The chicken with me is a knockout like she a Tyson
But like she enticing
Bright like the ice in a brightlin
The Feds buggin' like I'm lice
Whenever we chop it up
Like I'm dice
And I gas like I'm nitrous
I'm on top like I'm icing
What you not nice is
The block price is higher than the rock pipe is
George Bush that button like the Iraq crisis
I'm Ted Diabiase
I cop it
It's not priceless
Insane in the membrane
I'm sittin' on top of +Sugar Hill+ like AZ but I'm not Cypress
You got a light for the blunt?
Fire up
Call me Poppa Big Willie/pop a big wheely like the bike front tire up
Me and Vish nigga
We in tip top shape
Myspace
I stay in a bitch top eight
The only question I ask you bitch niggas is, "Why hate?"
The handle on the pistol is pearly like God's gate
Y'all niggas sound fishy but you're really squad bait
These Guccis, these ain't Chuckies/Chuckys but this is Child's Play

 

[fox69]

"King Of Kings"

"King Of Kings"


Lemme school you..

[Chorus: sung - in background]
I wake up... and I don't know where I am..
I wake up... and I don't know where I am..
I wake up... and I..

[talking over chorus]
Yo, to all my hungry disciples
Listen (let's talk) sit still, sit still.
Sit still (blackout) listen, the hungriest.
Kings, kings, kings, sit still (the hungriest)
Listen, lemme school you for a minute.
Blackout, blackout (blackout)..

[Verse One: Royce]
An angel from the lost, spite headband, marked dead man
Innermost thoughts locked, dangling from a cross (what)
The hotter the heart, the harder - wrapped up
Crucified with my chest up, felt forsaken by the Father
Wounded rebel (oooh) in Jerusalem
Gettin picked on, and whipped by the goons of the Devil
Black man, 5 foot 9, see the dawn when he stares out
With wool hair and feet of bronze
Birdstick, a black staff with brown handle
Backtrack; my first kicks, brown sandals
In the breeze of the surgeon, surrounded by merchants
I'mmaculate birth, conceived by a virgin
Do a lot in the lyric, due to the true and not living
Pure as the white driven human inside of a spirit
Or the Cathedral, that's only a quarter illegal
Slaughter the people, all for the forces of evil
Exterior armor, transparent, non-vivid
The last grand wizard slash serial bomber
Here it is; I'm Heaven sent, livin in Hell
All-seeing eye, in hand of the pyramids and keep watchin
Out for the death while the beats knockin
Plot by the Devil in a blue dress and chief stockings
Spiritual last, equipped with physical mass
Able to think quick and bring miracles to pass
The lost wonder of dark days to breathe light in
Christ titan, cough thunder and sneeze lightning
Control the thoughts, procore, feed the gators
Sole mediator of code in the Holy War, in front of the mobs
And a storm comin in March
Locked in the physical form of the son of the God

[Chorus: sung w/ adlibs]
I wake up... and I don't know where I am..
I wake up... and I..

[Verse Two: Royce]
The true and living son of the son, thorough
Tongue swore of war, speak and slash son of a gun
When the rumors started I departed - I don't know
some old shit about me being placed in a tomb in the Garden
Listen here you lost, I was tortured and died for the cause
And got caught, disappeared from the cross
First into a lesson and learned of my return to the Earth
in the form of a perfect human specimen
The written jeweler, driven from the face of a leader
Slave of the people, in the form of a hidden ruler
Satan's descendents, put a break in what they intended
The hatred is ended - sway the other way of the sentence
Bells'll go and tell, defendants'll go to jail
Hot coal on ya trail, sinners'll go to Hell
I got a soul for sale, well;
Let's start the bidding at a tragic death
Who knows what's finna happen next?
Cousin of death, with predictions that I can promise
Gave it to Nostradamus and now he touchin the rest
The heart caller, balancing birds on my finger
Nerves of a cheetah, birthed with the urge to walk water
Foul searchin, bi-weekly, all-purpose
Talk verses in dashikis and fly turbans
Enter the scheme of things, all love
All thugs get judged by me, the king of the kings..

[Chorus: sung w/ adlibs]
...don't know where I am..
I wake up... and I don't know where I am..
I wake up... and I don't know where I am..
I wake up... and I don't know where I am..
I wake up... and I don't know where I am..
I wake up... and I don't know where I am..
I wake up... and I don't know where I am..

 

[fox69]

"Layers"
(feat. Pusha T & Rick Ross)

"Layers"
(feat. Pusha T & Rick Ross)



[Intro:]
Look at you, no pleasure in creative thinking,
because you don't think creatively anymore.
The real joy of being a human being is to be able to use your mind in the manner
that the Almighty God has designed the human mind to do

[Verse 1 - Pusha T:]
Tug of war and my mind's like a clash of the titans
Thoughts contrast so it's layers to my writin'
God fearin', but I'm Guy Fisher
Yeah, God hearin', but I'm gone fishin'
I'm an artist, drug dealer, foreign car keys
Drop jewels so these falcons like the Maltese
Birds in the trunk so these keys, now they homin'
Letters and numbers on the Coupe like it's Roman
Woo, all black like the omen
Kim said it, yup, BIG wrote it
So I'm feeling like a Greek God when I quote it
Lightyears ahead, but I was caught up in the moment
Moment of clarity, moment of silence
Burner on my waist, yet I'm saying stop the violence
Sitting on that white horse, look at prince valiant
Dad shakes his head cause the worst waste his talents
I philosophize for them Pitchfork scholars
Devil on my shoulder and the pitchfork follows
Poking at my problems, I know how to solve 'em
With a ski mask, automatic or revolver

[Interlude 1:]
A slave is one whose power and authority is ruled over
by another and whose sphere of freedom is limited according to the wishes of a master.
Your power and authority is ruled over by another and your sphere of freedom
of activity is governed by the wishes of somebody else

[Verse 2 - Royce Da 5'9":]
Them niggas wanna see me runnin', they know I won't
They say misery loves company, no, I don't
Ain't got no time for you to try on no Manolo Blahniks
All I got time to do is go back in time and pose with the Unabomber
Just so I can go back in time a second time to photobomb it
I live by a code of demonic, Illuminati, Obama, Hovanomics
Hold up, hurdles in life, I hop in a Turbo and roll around 'em
I'm Doug E. Fresh in the flesh, I beat box
I boo-boo-du-du between the sheets to seek the G-Spot
I'm in bed with three naked ladies holding hands
I'm in bed with three major labels
And I ain't talkin' 'bout wearing clothing brands
Underground locomotive man
Putting on a global show that no promoter can
I philosophize with wise words from learned lessons
In my world mistakes turns to blessings
The hate turned to destiny
I'm saying Lord Jesus while the Lord's most gorgeous creatures take turns blessing me
I got your baby momma down on all fours
When drama comin', I'm all for it
If it ain't about the money please let this be your last question
You players can jump if you want, but you half-stepping like Paul George
I make the yay invisible in like a day or two
That's how the players do, my nigga, there's layers to it

[Interlude 2:]
First in science, first in technology, wealthiest country on Earth,
most powerful country on Earth is twenty sixth in education.
So you have all been taken and you don't even realize
that you have been dumbed to the point where you are like sheep

[Verse 3 - Rick Ross:]
Paranoid of poverty, hustle was the philosophy
I seen a kilo, I swear it became a part of me
Lie, cheat and steal, I had it mastered by my teens
Started hands on, a nigga still pulling strings
Hotel suites, straight selling nigga's dreams
Motel 6 as I let the beeper ring
Was a water boy, but balling always in my genes
Season ticket holder, nigga sitting with the team
Feds on the roof of the spreads in the juice
So suspicious of the cars, tuitions for the schools
Labeled a mastermind, I positioned every move
Shots fired, now the deposition from the crew
Smooth operation, but the money came in knots
Forty million there, I dare you tell me what I'm not
I own fifty homes and wanna get fifty more
Counting this fast money and fucking my bitches slow
Rozay

 

[fox69]

"Legendary"
(feat. Travis Barker)

"Legendary"
(feat. Travis Barker)



(I’m legendary)

[Royce - Verse 1]
Theme song to my supplier
Plays in the key of a key
I’m like a messiah crossed with The Wire
Rapping around the Boardwalk Empire
Who brought their Bibles? This the Christ chapter
I’m sick enough to take my life
Then take your life after
Don’t take me light or play me light
We two of the same
God melted a Rubic’s cube into fluid and threw it in my intuitive brain
I’m eating food for moving music in a gratuitous lane
I threw twice, now I’m running through it til I'm through with the game
You can find me under a black cloud I’m a dark star
Only thing I hate worse than a mark, is a marked car
I climb mountains like Marvin Gaye, Tammy Terrell
If you could put a face with my style it’d be Samuel Cassel’s
I switched the fire up like I am a tranny from hell
What I got in my hand right now should remind you of Stanley Burrell
Cuz its the hammer the cannon you can dance with the shells
My pet peeves are granny panties and planning to fail
I’m a heavyweight, I’m catastrophic when I set it like Farenheit 9/11,
Meditate till the levees break
I tar and feather featherweight till my fetti straight
The mac 11 will clap your melon and give your ass spaghetti face
Uh, you ever look inside some dying eyes?
You’ll see surprise and realize there's no denying God
When was the last time that you heard that the iron tried?
Ryan vibes like cyanide, I am proud
To say that I’ve evolved there's only one “I” in “defying odds”
Small time arrogance parishes everytime in giant pride
Who ya’ll respect is probably cross-dressing
Your favorite MC could probably find themself vibing to my lost sections
I’m legendary

[Hook]
Now everybody wanna believe me, but they don't really know whats in my heart
This time around is starting to feel easy, my enemies startin to fall down
(I’m legendary, legend-legendary, le-le-legendary)
My enemies startin to fall down
(I’m legendary, legend-legendary, le-le-legendary)
Fall Down
(I’m legendary)

[Royce - Verse 2]
I got my noodles intact
You want support of Detroit rap niggas can Google this gat
Cuz we the reason why you eating we put the food on the map
Right where the mitten is and you ain’t do jack
Just who we hittin here? This here’s a different year,
You shouldn't assume I’m tryna measure up to you when I tell you the ruler is back
In fact, as far as you new kids, what’ve you did?
I know that I’ve burnt some bridges in the past but I’m happy to say that I’ve built a new bridge
As far as killin I’m forever willing and ready
I will make my children’s peanut butter and jelly sandwich with a machete
Uh, you marry the streets than we will kill at your wedding
Tell every guest at your reception they gon get more than just hit with confetti
Uh, now your bitch a believer,
You know what you get when you mix a bumblee with a lamb?
You get the ‘ghini I’m sitting in
Riding through Pittsburgh while I’m listening to Wiz Khalifa
Black & Yellow a blunt to joint, here’s the reefer
One minute you tough, one minute you shook
I know I’ve learned a while ago to hide power from you I should just put it in a book
You illiterate parasites I’ll kill you everytime
Throw a nigga body around the room have a nigga lookin like Jamiroquai
And yes I, am a firm believer that the naked truth looks 100 times better then the best dressed lie
And while you niggas is hatin, I wonder is God really an athiest
He made me the same temperature as his nemesis Satan
Ya’ll need to repent because ya’ll been imitating
A statue of me to you is a statute of limitations
You backwards as me and a feminist dating
Let’s tally the sales, like Gladys and Patty LaBelle
I’m a big wig, my straws in the hole of a volcano I’m havin a big swig

[Hook]
Everybody wanna believe me
But they don’t really know what’s in my heart
It’s time I started to feel easy
My enemies starting to fall down

 

[fox69]

"Let The Beat Build (Freestyle)"

"Let The Beat Build (Freestyle)"


Mob affiliated baby, like I'm a Gotti
Llama by me, I rhyme like I'm some kind of kamikaze
I'm the head of this rap shit
I got a lot of back like Buffie
Trust me, plus, I'm The Body
I'm the God
You Superman than I'm the czar
I don't rap, I commit lyrical homicide
Make niggas feel like they on the set of Amistad
I got it locked
You at a funeral if I'm a cry
You wanna see some real shit?
Look at me around the eyes
I'll turn your previous status into a now demise
Whoever sleepin' on Nickle
I spit formaldehyde
Write your whole album high
Or drunk, it's what I advertise
They say I ain't blew up
Because of sabotage
And that I put too much time into eatin' rapper guys
I'm still hungry
These niggas ain't even appetizers
After I'm finished eatin' them, I have an after artist
I have to call you retarded
You think you half the artist
I am
I ain't
Lyin'
Tryin'
Buy him?
C'mon my nigga
He's the seller
If he gets any flier he's gonna need propellers
This rap shit is his house
In fact he's the cellar
The underground is his sanctum boy
He's a dweller
He only go up them stairs when it's time to eat
Niggas go mute whenever it's his time to speak
You wanna locate my mind
Look in the lost and found
And happy Bar Exam 2, it's the thought that counts
I call these rap niggas crunk cause they talk and bounce
That money stay on my mind, like my thoughts can count
Ill, he's ill, he's still sick
Me and Shady patched it up we about to rebuild bitch
Detroit about to rebuild bitch
Proof, Dilla, Blade
Aye
C'mon man I does this
Toss dirt on the mud slingers
Sleep in a dug ditch
I'm a motherfuckerin' walkin' Christmas
The evidence is Royce
You don't bet against The Presence/present in Detroit
But you can't put me in a box
Cause you gonna need a bigger bow
I'm a huge gift
I got the game in a figure four
I'm made so I shoot ya
Cause money beat cases
Detroit stand up, let's make way for the future

 

[fox69]

"Let's Go"
(feat. Twista)

"Let's Go"
(feat. Twista)



[Royce Da 5'9"]
Huh?
We the best, Twist' you at nigga c'mere
Sift ya lye.. c'mere

Extremely hard to be the king of a city it's dis
A nigga that could twist like this
A nigga that could rip any shit that he get
Never balk and come with a metaphor like this
Flow like dis, never broke but flow for the dough like this
Never been a nigga that you know like dis
Cold like dis, but ah, it's just me and D-Mo like dis
Respect is a must, got every nigga in every hood checkin for us
Never catch us catchin the bus
Niggaz got whips, niggaz got loot,
niggaz got troops, got guns, got clips (what)
Next big thing, iced watch to go with the necklace ring
Iced out to go with the rest it seems
More or less the more of the best you seen
Big buzz, only rollin with big thugs
We get in clubs you know you gettin ya shit bust
Not too many ducks is goin against us
If ya don't know now, you'll know when ya lift up
Rhyme till I can't rhyme no more, ball till I can't ball no more
Till I'm 5'9" no more, till the ice can't shine no more
Which ever comes first, let's go nigga

[Hook - 2X]
Who the fuck want what?!
Who the fuck want what, want what?!
[Twis] Playa tell me why you hatin, cuz you the one take
[Twis] that from a nigga that'll open you up
[Twis] You gotta send the deck up when we holla

[Royce Da 5'9"]
One of a hundred niggaz'll hate my shit
Eighty-nine'll bite, the other ten'll think of comin alike
Cuz my shit when it come to the mic, 99 outta 100'll like
Never disrespect a nigga grippin the tec, it's my shit
Put the flow in affect with my clique
Go to the death, flow the best, my spit - I'm sick, it's my shit
Try to get slick and niggaz is gettin hit
You don't want that do you? It comes back to you
And I ain't even tryna rap to you, so suck my dick, it's my shit
Too many willin to pin ya in rap
put a endin to that, do the math with me
Straight to the lab, we're sendin you back
Keep going, you know that no one can last wit me
Stay armed with the biggest of arms, got bitch-niggaz hittin alarms
Every rhyme is strictly writtin to harm
This my shit, keep every word of every verse in position to launch
Never gon' fail, never got plans of catchin a L
I'ma forever prevail, whatever you yell
It's my world, everything else, c'mon nigga

[Hook - 2X]

[pause]

[Royce talking, beat slowly returning]
Motown, uhh..
Chi-town.. 5'9..
Twista, let's go nigga uhh

[Twista]
Tell me who the fuck want what
Whatchu murderous niggaz is ready to make the deck go up?
I could cause a scene to make you throw up
Put a bullet in yo' gut, bat em down and leave the sto' cut
Cuz homie you ain't got no choice ta,
Dat why you runnin to a real rida like Twista, or Roysta
Let the thirty caliber annoint ya
Whodie won't even know he hit till he feel his shirt suckin the moisture
Voice ya opinion if ya want to
Kick-ass winner, kick up dust in the middle of the arena
Subpeona motherfuckaz like the courts do
We'll blast shortly ya nuts bust and it won't be a misdemeanor
We them niggaz that'll come approach ya
Shockin ya body our Bacardi keeps all ya nerves from bleedin
Until we heard no breathin - two undercovers,
we comin we get the dirty even; they know it's servin season
Shit is good as gone, cuz I gotta bring the goodies home
The petty packin penny brushin with the pretty pearl handle
Pistol, Pelle Pelle pants and the hoodie on
And you comin with the Midwest shit?
Remember how we took you, you trippin off how we did that shit
Somebody tell me where the weed at
Some niggaz knew I was about to snap so he hid that shit
I was gon' get buck - come hard - get crunk
Go into a thing and let the rhyme ride,
and hit them niggaz from the blindside
And take the whole opposition down with my dog 5'9
Ceremony for the killaz, bustin em off,
and comin off so you can bust yo' nut
Though I'm bout to bust yo' guts
But if yo' operation is hatin, who the fuck want what?

[Hook - 4X]

[beat continues then fades out]

 

[fox69]

"Let's Take Them To War (Freestyle)"

"Let's Take Them To War (Freestyle)"


[Part 1 - Moves Remix]

Yeah
Yeah
808 Mafia

I've been had the moves (been had the moves)
I got the moves since I got my studio (I got my studio)
I got confused (Hella confused)
I can't figure out for the life of me how I can lose
(How can I lose?)
How I can lose? (how can I lose?)
But I've been had moves (I got the moves)

I got I Decided on pre order, my lil homie just went gold
I hock a loogie on a reporter, Detroit is on Pete Rose
That's arms strong on steroids, gated up no wing toes
My phones blowing up so much a nigga may end up like Cee-Lo
I bounce back like the fattest ass you can have attached to the fattest hips and anything after this shall be considered cataclysmic
Countin' packs like a statisician
Emphatic charisma
Savage enigma
I have a religion to handle your rhythm like cannibalism
The camera rollin' and it's time to flow
I don't know
I just go carnival
I'm from Motown you know
I can just line up the hollow tips inside the clip
And I can just go down the road
And knock 'em down like some dominoes
After you already out then I'm dropping some more like you 2Pac and the commandos
Watching my comments like papparazi watching Sasha Obama grow
I got Elijah Mohammed glow
I got the dough these rappers claim they got at the house in my drawer in the envelope
My focus phenomenal
My temperature so hot and cold I broke the thermometer
Guarantee I will kill the flow
This remind me of LaLa Anthony ass in that New Edition movie
Niggas tryin' to cover it up and make her look old
Guarantee I'm a still steal the show
I been had the moves
I remember these bitches was just a dream
Actresses and models I used to only see on television
Now they be climbin' out of my television lookin' at me to get the ring
I remember all I used to be around is dudes that used to try to just kill by me
Choppin' and conceal bodies
Used to clean up the bloody mess up in front of me
I had to holla at a tube
I had to still deal with that field sobriety
Had to do a double take at the dirty mop when he was finished
Looked like Lil Yachty
Nigga, I went to jail for the whole year
I got out and I did the same thing you wack ass rappers do when y'all got your little show here
I came right out to booze
Straight right out the news
Right off the cover of a magazine
Had the magazine with me at the club showing people like "Look at this and please try not to drool"
I fuck a Stacy thick ass for all the days she used to make me work
And Tracy slick ass but not before I fuck April first
Translation I'm bout to fool
Y'all countin' me out well I got you
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, here I count for you
Biiitch

Last time took an 'L', now it's time to bounce back
(I been had the moves)
I was broke as hell, now it's time to bounce back
(I got the moves)
Every time I fail I got up and bounced back
(I been had the moves)
And nothing y'all can tell me about that bounce back

Last time took an 'L', now it's time to bounce back
(I been had the moves)
I was broke as hell, now it's time to bounce back
(I got the moves)
Every time I fail I got up and bounced back
(I been had the moves)
And nothing y'all can tell me about that bounce back


[Part 2 - No Hook Remix]

I'm doing this cause this what God want me to do
These lyrics is ordained by the Lord
You gon' get these bars
For free

It's bad half and finally famous
The weapon's Iranian
Y'all niggas is Pomeranian
My damie y'all Pootie Tang
Nigga I'm Damien
Shots drop from out of my cranium
My mind is Lebron drainin' em
Five finger ring titanium
Already in your top 5
Now my dingaling now dangling
I'm flyer than Tom Chambers on the first NBA Live
Double pumping from the three point NBA line
On that war page with that 24 gauge
But when I double pump it I'm prime Chamberlain
Every track on the record got a background message
"We don't back down ever!"
I'm putting the autobiographical book out with the Book of Ryan
I just let my bitch in LA read, now that sounds epic
My mind carries words
You couldn't walk a mile in my patent leather Larry Bird black con weapons
I hope you know there's more fish that's in the sea
I stole ya ho, we been kissing like we been sitting in a tree
And these ho's in Detroit be trickin' sooo much
They can completely gooo up a magician's sleeve
You're totally awesome
While I pour 40's on corners for those we lost
My soul suffers from holy exhaustion
Trippin' on opium just to cope with openin' coffins
The devil sittin' close enough to me to quote me an offer
Keep the union in unison like the Soviet's marching
We goin' iron for iron like a trophy in golfing
My nigga, better yet, I feel like the only man who can understand me is Sloth from The Goonies
Cause he retarded as fuck, on a boat with a treasure chest
That makes perfectly good sense
That's exactly how my career went
Like a fuckin' experiment
I got a lot on my mind that I gotta deal with
First of all, my favorite uncle died and favorite auntie died
I missed both of they funerals fuckin' around with rappers
So every day and every night my conscience cries
I'm stressed out because my moms be tired, pops be workin'
And Lord knows I done threw enough dollars on the floor in the past for moms to retire
That's why I be in the lab and my mind be wired
Trying to figure it out fast before my time expires
Man, but it's this one thing that always on my fucking mind and it haunts me constantly guys
And that's why in the fuck have I not at least tried to get in between Ashanti's thighs
I'm feeling like a straight sucker I faced the vibration
My sober, righteous life only got a place for my lady
But maybe I can ask my lady for permission
She can give me a hall pass like Jason Sudeikis
This audio porn I'm giving with a bit of sense
A mind fuck if you will
I'm from Detroit but if I send you to the store with a large bill for some little shit
Bitch, I was born by a river in a little tent
Now I just ride with six vehicles with an ill tint
I'm cut from the kind of cloth that'll never go outta style
With or without the internet my shit'll still trend
That's why I'm still standing with everything I came with
Cool as a Jacuzzi everything in me is built in
Nah, I don't borrow I'd rather discuss loaning
I'm ready to go to war with whoever the fuck want it
Y'all weigh your respect against your release date
I'm just an artist dog I don't know how to be fake
I don't want no problems dog
I don't wanna be apart of nothing with lies involved
I don't want no phone that receives a thousand calls
I don't need to be around a thousand smiling broads
With they hands out
Probably couldn't survive without em all
But they can't vouch for who the next sucker

 

[fox69]

"Life"
(feat. Amerie)

"Life"
(feat. Amerie)



[Royce talking]
Come here Royce

[Royce talking over chorus]
Come over here, sit down, let me talk to you
Right here, over here
Sit on daddy's lap
I want to tell you something

[Chorus: Amerie (Royce)]

Life is a moment in space
When the dream is gone, it's a lonelier place
(This is life)
Life is a moment in space
When the dream is gone, it's a lonelier place

[Royce]
Listen, yo
Little Royce Nickel Nine, eyes wide with sight
With a future as bright as the light in the eyes of Christ
Ready to take on the world and whatever is in it
Proof read, sign, and seal whatever you finish
I can only lead you while you're on your quest for knowledge
I'ma teach you to have sense and to respect the dollar
Hope for the best, and you'll see, your world will be solid
I'ma teach you the truth, even behind worldly logic
This is life, cut and dry, days is bright, nights is dark
Fights get sparked, it's almost like to get ahead
You got to be twice as smart, the realities of life is harsh
Just know that God's keeping you level
He'll even speak through the ghetto to reach you
Just to teach you that the streets is the devil
Everybody's dishonest, different
Which means that we're dying by livin'
Oblivious to the time that we're given
So you don't prepare for the death, you live for the life
And live right like, do right by your kids and your wife
Have fun as a child, yo them years is precious
The future brings fear and stresses as the year progresses
You're gonna turn a lot of them down, you're gonna feel rejection
You're gonna tell a lot of lies and you're gonna hear confessions
It's a two way street when you deal in his presence
Only your life can show that everything is real in this message
This is life

[Chorus: Amerie (Royce)]

Life is a moment in space
When the dream is gone, it's a lonelier place
(This is life)
Life is a moment in space
When the dream is gone, it's a lonelier place

[Royce]
Yo, the whole world is upon you, the pressure is on
And you can probably sum your life up the best when you're gone
Upon the creation of all men, destiny's born
For us to reproduce, so you can keep the legacy goin'
I know you think I'm Superman, but I got weaknesses too
I keep a firm leash on things by believing in you
And after I'm gone I live on breathing through you
And anything I had in this life, I leave it to you
Aim for the sky and fly till you come back down
I had you the baton and you run, till you come back 'round
Let your heart tell your temper, "Put that gun back down!"
Dry your tears up and turn that frown upside-down
It'd be plenty to cry for, think life, not death
You got much more to live for than to die for
But you got to stay humble
Cause just as hard as your work to get it
There's people working harder to take it from you
Cause life, something that people take for granted
As time passes, you're gonna want something back
But you won't get it cause history is made every second
So you crave every lesson and save every blessin'
No matter how you view the world yo, you never will get it
The world will be the world through the eyes of whoever is in it
But things ain't gonna always go right
Look at it like, yo this ain't your day, but this your life, and live
Life

[Chorus: Amerie (Royce)]

Life is a moment in space
When the dream is gone, it's a lonelier place
(This is life)
Life is a moment in space
When the dream is gone, it's a lonelier place

[Amerie]
There will be trials and tribulations
But don't let them, don't let them, don't let them bring you down
I said you better keep going to your destination
After your darkest hour the sun will come around

[Royce talking]
This is life
Yo I don't care, I don't care if this song don't sell one copy
That's not even what it's for
It's for you, my boy
This is life

[Amerie singing in the background]
You gotta keep going on, you gotta keep moving on
Be strong, be strong, be strong
Cause this is life