Royce Da 5'9"

[fox69]

"Lincoln (Skit)"

"Lincoln (Skit)"


[Intro - Royce:]
Ladies and gentleman, Lincoln

[Applause]

[Skit - Lincoln & Uber Driver:]
Damn, man where the hell is this Uber driver? Been out here for ten minutes, and I ain't even blew no good yet. Car is heard pulling up Right here... aye, o- yeah, yeah, right here man, right here, right here. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Watch the shoes nigga. Watch the shoes. Shit. Enters the car, closing the door Aye uh, aye could you pass me that auxiliary cord please? Yeah, go ahead. Play whatever you like Yeah, yeah. Thanks man. Music begins to play I gotta get my mind right, you know what I'm sayin'? By the way man they call me Stinkin' Lincoln man. Cause I'm always, you know, I just- I be blowin' that good, you know. You mind if I blow that good in here? Nah man, go ahead. Aye, when you pull up to the club you can let me off right in the the front. Yes sir. Right in the front. I want all them hoes to see me [laughs] shit. Niggas try to call me Abraham like I'm freeing the slaves. I don't slave 'em, I save 'em [laughs]. No, you can just call me Sav'emham Lincoln [laughs]. Man, I didn't even bring no rubber, but I don't need a rubber cause I'm raw baby. You know what I'm sayin'? If it ain't raw, it ain't right, and if it ain't right, it ain't Lincoln [laughs]. Look here, look here, let me give you this tip. Come around here and get this dough from me. Oh, okay. You dig? Wow. One dollar. Fuckin' hate me life

 

[fox69]

"Looking At My Dog"
(feat. Yo Gotti)

"Looking At My Dog"
(feat. Yo Gotti)



[Chorus]
Why you lookin' like that?
Stop lookin' like that
Stop lookin' at my dog, lookin' at my dog
That'll get you fucked up
Why you lookin' like that?
That'll get you fucked up, stop lookin' at my dog
Why you lookin' like that?
Stop lookin' like that
Stop lookin' at my dog, lookin' at my dog
That'll get yo ass shot
Why you lookin like that?
That'll get yo ass shot, stop lookin' at my dog

[Yo Gotti]
Yeah! This ya boy Yo Gotti!
Why you lookin' at me? Hear a nigga
I ain't ya bitch
You don't want a street nigga that have to get wit this shit
Cuz I ain't gon' quit
Til 'em choppa bullet flippin
They spleens, layin' all lower then yo chest or ya chin
Man I'm in it to win
I give a fuck bout a friend
I care more bout the dough, and even more bout the Benz
Niggaz look at my chain, then they clutchin' they burners
They think they got us, we ?? finna get ugly this summer
Yeah I roll with a stunna, I got a lot on the line
But still its kill or be killed before a nigga take mine
I give a pass to niggaz, when they look at my bitch
Just they admire her walk, or just impress that she thick
I'm reppin' Southside ?? nigga, nigga Yo Gotti!
Bricks in the dashboard Benz big body
Royce 5'9" and them hustles out of Detroit
Get it how we get it cuz they importin' Ex boy

[Chorus]

[Royce Da 5'9"]
Why you so hard nigga? Pause
I done tried so many times
To get my violent temper to comply with my mature side
But the other side is where the 45 is, hidin'
And I'm fa' sho childish, hi, I'm countin'
1, 2, seeking you niggaz with the peace, with the peek-a-boo trigger
When I come, through, with the honorable spirit
Eyes lighting up with shine like the "Chronicles of Riddick"
Nigga forget it
Nine times outta ten, times' on my side
If your nines in the car, cuz mines on my side
Why you lookin' like dat?
Nigga ain't no hoes here
I'm about to ask the waitress what she put in yo' beer
We can get it on, we can do whatever boy (whatever boy)
Don't you ever push your pedal, pump your brake
Better untwist your face
Spoken word, mixed with school, mixed with crunk
This should hit you, get you pump, if it get you drunk
It can get you jump!

[Chorus]

[Royce Da 5'9"]
Bitches trip, niggaz quick
To pull out they chains on sight
Niggaz flip, soon as they announce my name on the mic
So I, gotta kinda watch them niggaz
You know them niggaz roll up beside you
You don't know if they like your car, they don't like you
By the way they lookin', you can't tell if they grimmin' you or admiring you
Whether envy you when they see your tires spinnin'
So you greet 'em as polite-
ly as possible, that nine sit on yo lap, be disrespectful then you leave 'em at the light
Hit that window and squeeze that toaster
Pull off fast and I promise
That I just put his Regal in 3-wheel motion without havin' hydraulics
I call it like I see it
Walk it like I did it
Nigga coughin' up yo kidney
Cough, talkin' bout the kid
My people, I came expectin' the same kinda respect that you want
Some of you steppin' in something by coming and testing it once
They won't let you do nothin' unless you cutting a check
Let me ask you a couple a questions, nigga

[Chorus - 2X]

 

[fox69]

"Meeting Of The Bosses"

"Meeting Of The Bosses"


[Verse 1]
The soldiers, the hitch men, fighting for the dough
Allow me to give it to you, right from the door
Walking through the steps of the rise and the fall hall
Of an empire, coming to the floor
Through the wire like Avon and Stringer
Where they're gonna sting you when it comes to that cold
Soldiers, hoes in, vultures lurking
Looking for that work in
Hoping, they could make a couple dollars
Off another motherfucking bloody murder
It's the problem but no hoe, it's the quality of knowing
that the part of getting dough, is you can't be out of control
If you get in the way of my paper, by my skyscraper
We can chunk it, long as you ain't crossed that line
You can put me on the phone with your boss, we could squash it
[Chorus 2x]
[Verse 2]
Huh, over weed, over yay, over not being paid
When he say he gonna' see you
Pethy ass niggas, them pathetic ass bitches
You could let 'em grab dick, they'll never have shit
In this world, when you niggas gonna' learn it
That some of these wars, at the point of no returning
Some of these boys, at the point of no concerning
Some of these courts, at the point of no ajournin
How many cars can you run up on before
somebody wanna war, ain't nobody wanna talk
Hit you in the die hard, niggas mom's calling
Involving the law hard
Cross taped up to the chest
Enemies fucking with them boys for protection
If it's only one boss in your squadron
Then me and him need to be the only once talking
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Huh, all you have in this world is your word
Your gat and your guts, that and your nuts
Aint no backing you up, ain't no after you gone
The pastor of the church nigga, that's when it's on
The path that you own nigga, that's where you goin
Clap if you want homes, and your ass gone
Now you finally gotta kill
But the snowball is rolling down that hill
Accumulating size, by the time it arrives
At the bottom of the hill, it be count as homicides
And avalanches for the ambiance outside you
Countless mamas crying, sisters goin Boo Boo
Niggas killing 'cause of what they true to
Who's the villian here nigga, tell me what would you do
Huh, keep it goin, talk shit, squash it
You gonna' have to talk to the bosses

 

[fox69]

"Merry Go Round"
(feat. Yelawolf)

"Merry Go Round"
(feat. Yelawolf)



[Hook]
I have tried in vein
Never had success
So it seems my life is nothing but a mess
I have lost, my only friends
Now it seems I have to start again
MERRY GO ROUND

[Verse 1]
My lifes been goin around ‘n’ round since ’95
Went from goin where about to die
Went from callin’ my chick a chicken cause she look like she got poultry around her thighs
To callin’ your piece a chicken cause she got no teeth and she got crow feet, around her eyes
How hard are y’all? I got a heart the size of Arkansas
Count to five, these birds gon’ hit the ground and they ain’t from out the sky
Went from havin’ an outta-this-world-flow, to doin’ the pity, or doin’ the coon dance
To watchin’ my good friend Eminem winnin’ a moonman
I remember cause I was in New York with all of my boys to start shit
Lettin’ ‘em stay with me, long story short, they tore my corporate apartment
Went from bein a kid addicted to basketball
To bein an ignorent nigga addicted to alcohol
Round and round we go is how this movie would end
Self-proclaimed King of my city, not really just truely the King of losin’ a friend
Who would’ve thought this goof in the park whos true to his ark would lose
Or win just by givin’ his thoughts ‘n’ views

[Hook]
I have tried in vein
Never had success
So it seems my life is nothing but a mess
I have lost, my only friends
Now it seems I have to start again
MERRY GO ROUND

[Verse 2]
You would hear that Ryan’s skilled
Might even hear Ryan kills
You will never hear Ryan Stiles
Here to put the “I” in ill
My mind is still
Like a merry-go-round spill
Like leavin’ only guns to my kids when I’m killed
I got an iron will
Intellect as ion [?], I went from high on pills
To triumph, to hidin’ from bills, to buyin buildin’s
Then I went from writin’ for Dre
To wonderin’ if my head was on straight on the sidelines
Feelin’ I forgot about listenin’ to “Forgot About Dre”
From there I went to about a bottle a day
Tellin’ who we know “Get outta my face!” okay I know what Kino said about Dre
I look at Kino to this day like that was a stupid mistake
But if it wasn’t for him doin that, what would I be doin today?
If it wasn’t for Ca$his sayin’ that he gonna beat my ass
Then me and Em prob’ly wouldn’t be laughin bout us gettin past it
If it wasn’t for me bein outcasted I woulda never been on the underground rappin wit SLAUGHTERHOUSE!

[Hook]
I have tried in vein
Never had success
So it seems my life is nothing but a mess
I have lost, my only friends
Now it seems I have to start again
MERRY GO ROUND

 

[fox69]

"Mind Right (Interlude)"

"Mind Right (Interlude)"


Hello, can I keep it up
(Don't trust the fucking shooter)
Hello
(Don't trust the fucking shooter)
Can I keep it up
[Kid Vishis:]
Smoke some fucking dope and try to get your mind right
Smoke some fucking dope and try to get your mind right
Smoke some fucking dope and try to get your mind right
Smoke some fucking dope and try to get your mind right
My name is Kid Vishis and I provide for the smokers
For the soliders that only smoke that'll choke ya
Get that Indica in to ya it's gonna feel euphoric
Couple puffs of this, you'll feel you orbit
Smoke some fucking dope and try to get your mind right
Smoke some fucking dope and try to get your mind right
Smoke some fucking dope and try to get your mind right
Smoke some fucking dope and try to get your mind right
I'm from an era where you hear killing burials happen
You from an era where the only killing you seen
Was a little nigga named Terrio
Dancin', goofy shit, from your stereo blastin'
Wifing up groupies
Claiming a gang when you ain't bangin' a thing
Giving a thot a STD
It's the only time you clapping a ratchet
I roll a blunt and get the masses to match it
Imagine that
Used the world as an ashtray
And ashin' that after I rap
Smoke some fucking dope and try to get your mind right
Smoke some fucking dope and try to get your mind right
Smoke some fucking dope and try to get your mind right
Smoke some fucking dope and try to get your mind right
My son say "I got a girlfriend"
"Good job son!"
My daughter say "I got a boyfriend"
I load the shotgun
I'm not one for you young, dumb and full of cum niggas
I come with a drum, spittin' for my little girls innocence
With ignorance, that's how I'm living
I'm feeling it cool, and so is you
If you were abide by the rules
My children are unborn
This is a message to the future
Tell them to come for them before I shoot you
Smoke some fucking dope and try to get your mind right
Smoke some fucking dope and try to get your mind right
Smoke some fucking dope and try to get your mind right
Smoke some fucking dope and try to get your mind right

 

[fox69]

"Minez In Thiz"
(feat. Mr. Porter)

"Minez In Thiz"
(feat. Mr. Porter)



[Intro - Royce Da 5'9"/Mr. Porter]
Boy, I done warned you
I don't give a fuck, I do what I wan' do
Better listen up close nigga, don't trip
Yo heat's in the car, mine's in this bitch (oh! oh! oh!)

[Verse 1 - Royce Da 5'9"]
I pull up clean, manners of a gentleman, trigger man, etiquette
One felony away from a predicate
That Pa-trуn's my medicine
Them stones blowin like they owned by Edison
I am on my better than, everybody tip
Walk up in the club make, everybody strip
Everybody get [gun cocked], the fuck down, this a brrrp, stick up
But I don't want no money, I want your (burp) liquor
I'm a homicidal maniac, I know
Clip full of hollows
Models, swallow, gobble, smoke mad lala
Stretch you out, so bad, you'll be able to kiss your own ass bye bye (muah)

[Chorus - Mr. Porter]
Now boy, I done warned you
I don't give a fuck, I do what I wan' do
Better listen up close nigga, don't trip
Yo heat's in the car, mine's in this bitch
(Oh! oh! oh!), mine's in this bitch
(Oh! oh! oh!), mine's in this bitch
Better listen up close nigga, don't trip
Yo heat's in the car, mine's in this bitch

[Verse 2 - Royce Da 5'9"]
What the fuck do you mean, that I can't fuck bitch? Fuck this, I've been dope
Flashy but I don't mean my money, I mean I'm nude under a trench coat
I put the wreck in reckless, the 'sult in insult
When you fuck bitches they be like "uh"
When I fuck bitches they be like "AHHHHHH!"
I'm a fuckin rapist, atheist, say yes, say no, [scream], KO
Aiyyo, I'm a piranha, my pen is in the condom
And you are the vagina, your flow is and ah kinda, so you can blow my anaconda
Treacherous methods, respect my grammar and I [gunshot], oh I made you look
Insane sixteens and crazy hooks
I will fuck up, prostitute raw for I fall
Follow me like I'm Allahu Akbar (rock star)

[Chorus]

[Break - Mr. Porter]
You wanna see where the stars is at (HO!)
We over here, where the bottles at? (HO!)
You want a problem, I'm all for that (HO!)
'Cause you won't make it to the car for that

[Interlude - Mr. Porter]
Now ohh
N-N-Now ohhN-N-Now ohh
N-N-Now ohh, nana

[Royce Da 5'9" - talking over Interlude]
You are now dealin with the biggest criminal in the world
Welcome to Gotham City, it's a dark night

[Verse 3 - Royce Da 5'9"]
What the fuck do you mean, that I ain't in shape? Go bag Nelly
I go and get me a fat bitch, we gonna clap bellies
I keep a box of rubbers, cock, I got ya covered
That's right I talk to my cock often like "cock, they love ya"
Haha, I walk the block with a oven but not your mother's
I'm talkin about the other, by the way - your mother
I'm terrific, I'm the president, I'm Obama-rific
Make up my own words, I'm the shitidic (I'm the shitidic, [laughing])

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Misses"
(feat. K. Young)

"Misses"
(feat. K. Young)



[Intro:]
I know you see me calling
Yo what's up, you reached 3-1-3-7-8-9-0-5-0-9
Be nice bitch, be nice
I ain't around, leave a message
Hey baby I know you're busy, I just want to see how you were and see what you're doing, I know you're in the studio. I'm about to go out with my girls, but if you need me to do anything, call me. Okay? I love you, muah, muah, muah
[Verse 1 - Royce Da 5'9":]
Me and my baby started out like two peas in a pod
Me and my baby, nothing can come between she and I
That's my lil misses, little fly, little chick, thick little thighs
Everything I'm into, she alright with it, and she on tip, she on mine
I'm a slide right in, get in her mind cause she's a kepper
Any time she's with me, nah, she ain't gotta lift a finger
She ain't gotta spend a dime, she around me all the time
Cause she's so cool, even my friends don't mind
That's my lil misses, always so calm, always so kind
[Hook 1 - K-Young:]
Lil misses on my mind, misses on my mind
I look forward to her call, I enjoy when you talking
Lil misses on my mind
[Verse 2 - Royce Da 5'9":]
She never waste my time when she on my line, she stay on my mind
Oh my God when she blow me, she blow me good, it blow my mind
I'm on tour right now, now she texting me saying
I was out doing ecstasy, molly and coke with four of my girls
And I think I gotta throw up and go and lie down
I look at my phone like wow, I think about all the Patron I downed
Maybe that's your business, no judgement here, baby that's your lifestyle
She said, "I'm so glad you not mad"
I said "No my doll, but I gotta get to stage right now
But please be careful hanging with the all night crowd."
[Hook 2 - K-Young:]
My lil misses on my mind, misses on my mind
Hanging out, poppin' pills, now she sniffin', now she's real
Caught me trippin' on my line
[Interlude 1:]
You reached 3-1-3-7-8-9-0-5-0-9
Ugh
I ain't around, leave a message
Baby, call me, I'm high haha
[Verse 3 - Royce Da 5'9":]
I came back from tour, she done got skinny with acne
She got her hair dyed blond and it's up in a bun
Her ass is flat and it's gone
I asked what the fuck was happening
She reached up and tried to slap me
(No, ahhh!)
I slipped and she missed it
And then ran in the bathroom and slammed the door
I was like, hell you alright?
All I heard through the screaming was something about me following chicks on Snapchat
And her having pics of me and her in the sack last
And she 'bout to go sell it to a site
She even told me she already sent an email to my wife
Damn, my lil misses blackmailing me and shit
I guess she fell for the hype
[Hook 3 - K-Young:]
My lil misses on my mind, misses on my mind
You completely switched into another bitch
So now I got a psycho mistress on my line
[Verse 4 - Royce Da 5'9":]
For some reason I believed the bitch
Best thing I could do is tell my wife before my wifey see the shit
Maybe I can loosen her up by taking her on a vacation or skiing trip
Maybe I can lean in for a kiss and plead the fifth
Damn, shit was all good just a week ago until we hit a fever pitch
Now I gotta go on my phone and delete the bitch
Then I get a text saying "I'm pregnant and I'm keeping it
I'm a get my child support and I plan on paying my lease with it
You ain't never gotta worry about hearing from me again"
[Interlude 2:]
Aye what up this is Royce I'm away from my phone for at least two weeks, I'm on a family trip with my wife and kids. Please leave a message
You didn't tell me about no family trip. Fuck that bitch, fuck your family, Roy I need you to call me
[Outro:]
It was all good, just a week ago, yeah
High in the sky and I played my role
It was all good, just a week ago, yeah
I understood and now I am alone, yeah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Call me
What would Lincoln's bitch ass do at a time like this?
Shit, I'm a answer my damn phone

 

[fox69]

"Mr. Baller"

"Mr. Baller"


(fet. Clipse, Pharell Williams, Tre-Little)

[Pharell]
Nah man, we don't take our chains off...nah
We're here to make noise!
We're here to make noise
With VA and Detroit boys
We're here to make noise
We're here to make noise!
Nigga, we're here to make noise
With VA and Detroit boys

[Pusha T]
Twin Nina Ross sisters
Promise to never miss ya
Hit ya thirty-four times to make your skin blister
Extended clips, cocked back quick to chrome sisters
You wild fire gunnin' bin barrels with rogue pistols
Walkin' contradiction like "quiet noise"
No words eyes blurred with my diamonds pores
Four karats in these ears make you call your boys
While I'm surrounded by bitches with guns and sex toys
Blind love for money, head, and warm steel
Coke off the boat wrapped in banana peels
Life's so pricey, it's sendin' ya body chills
And we baptize cars, put hollows through windshields

[Hook x2 - Pharell]
I'm Mr. Baller, nigga
I'm Mr. Baller
What's you talkin' bout nigga you see a baller
Fuck that bullshit nigga cuz I'm a baller
I take on all y'all nigga
Now that's a baller

[Tre-Little]
Hollow tip what?
Y'all cats don't want none
I wanna see God, first come and meet my gun
Life's a bitch
Diamonds to shine (fucka) to shit
Detroit, paradise if you roll wit my clique
Otherwse, it's hell
Ain't no escapin' the trips
They gotta gun, good
You'a need it in the land of the trench
Pick 'em up, fuck 'em up
Every man for theyself
Unless you cheat wit a crew similar to myself
We in the "to be" killa zone, playin' the D
Lovin' the D
Out-a-towners hatin' the D
I die for the D
If I could I'd fuckin' marry the D
Stick my dick in the streets
And nut a bomb in the D

[Malice]
You lookin' at at least 50 grand in your face
And if you thought any less, just know you made a mistake
They done told you wrong, Clipse in the grey Yukon
Don't mistake this style for hot and it ain't lukewarm
We gets busy
Whether dressed in "crocdile" or Lizzie
You can catch a hot ball from an all black Lizzie
Start flamin', watch they cats start they explainin'
Should've know, when around my dogs, tuck yo chain in
Any time you look, bet you find us in whips
Diamonds and shit, break scams from the finest of chicks
Royce and Neptunes sick like dead babies in restrooms
Malice and Dome Sheist, y'all niggaz is flesh wounds

[Hook x2]

[Royce Da 5'9]
Well, uh
I was trained to hang 'til the raid is over
Roll wit nuttin' but a whole brigade of soldiers
I was young holdin' guns, I kept one wit me
In the flatbed in the back of an F-150
I see three and the six, me and the Clipse
Squeeze off, pop the guns, you seein' the tips
Ride wit me, nigga die wit me
Yo this money's the easiest shit to get in this world beside pussy
That'll cost you, my whole crew will stomp you to death
Wearin' cleats until you look like a waffle
I won the battle
The first nigga to ever get the cover of "The Source"
And the cover of "Guns and Ammo"
Burn you alive
Soon as you and the fire collide
Hit me, it'll just be a nigga hired to die
Plus I ball, I'm ignorant dogg
I'm a muthafuckin' star, nigga suck my balls
(Suck my muthafuckin balls!)

[Hook x4]

 

[fox69]

"Murder"

"Murder"


[Royce Da 5'9"]
I got a phone call
Six in the morning, anonymous, that said
"Yeah nigga, we got him" and then they hung up
Then I looked down at my iPhone
At the private number saying "Who the fuck is this" to the dial tone
I said fuck it, the next second my phone buzzes
My nigga's wife said niggas just ran up on cousin
What niggas? She said it was some rappers from Ohio
That been out here north of Atlanta bone thugging
Ran up on him and did what then?
She said they stomped him at the club then pandemonium erupted

[Woman singing]
Murder

[Royce Da 5'9"]
Going through my mind, is she telling me shots was fired
Them Ohio niggas is rock supplying
Heated, stop answering, start spending them niggas calls
Every time he went to see him he went in them rented cars
So it was even harder to find him so they figured
They'd go to the D tomorrow and surprise him
Did they kill him? "Nah, they only shot a couple times
Heard they was hitting walls." The nerve of these niggas' balls
Who was he with? "He was with Tre"
He in the hospital too? "Nah." Needless to say, call you back
I called up Tre, Tre answered, I said
Hey man, keep it real fam, why the fuck you still standing?
He said, "Nickel I'm a killer, not a fighter
So I got up out the way because my weight's a lot lighter
Them niggas was big so I slid but I promise on my kids
We can get them, I know where them niggas is"
Where them niggas at then? I heard what their crew do
Real niggas, if y'all was in my shoes what would you do?

[Woman singing]
You going murder

[Royce Da 5'9"]
Jumped up, pumped up, feeling like Manson Malvo Groucho
My bitch staring out me, I'm out though
I ain't visting cuz in the hospital
Till I got at least one of them nigga's chain in my hand like Alpo
Car headed to where Tre at
Eject the BI to put in T.I., skip to (ASAP)
He off of the freeway in the projects
I hit the exit without blinking to thinking in the process
Tre come running out with a fully on some hot shit
I'm like weapons ain't a thing, killing is the object
What was you doing when they was kicking all on my fam?
He said, "Nickel, we about to get them niggas, goddamn
Why you got to be so obnoxious?"
What? Just tell me where them niggas at before I take your ass hostage
He said "Alright. Around six around five
Of them niggas was riding around here in a maroon Crown Vic"
I said alright, pulled out of the lot and made right
You in the car that fit the description, say goodnight
You got to pay the price
Tre said, "There they go in the alley
Sitting in the car they probably blazing right
And they can't see us cause we behind them"
This ain't the time
"But what if this our only opportunity to find them"
I said you right, pulled into the alley and seen two people in front of them niggas' car taking out garbage
I said wait till these people finish, they innocent
Soon as they go back in their cribs we going to finish it
No sooner than a second after
Tre jumps out of the passenger side blasting
Past them niggas we here to kill, hitting them innocent bystanders
Tearing their trash up
Our enemies jumped out of their car waving badges
They all shooting at me, nobody blazing at him
This ain't adding up
Car in reverse, now I'm mashing, leaving Tre behind
Even though it's some questions that I got to ask him

[Woman singing]
Murder

[Royce Da 5'9"]
Burning rubber away from there in a bullet riddled car
Trying to piece this shit together, hitting the boulevard
If them niggas is the police, what the fuck is Tre?
He ain't dead or in jail by now then he the other way
Snitch or pig, I got to talk to my cousin
That nigga setting me up then I'm a lift his lid
That nigga know how hostile my reactions
I call and try to find out what hospital he at then
Every nigga pickup just laugh when I ask
Have you heard about cuz getting smashed maybe I'm the ass then
Head hurting like a motherfucker, looking for a gas station
Now a nigga need a fucking aspirin
I hear a familiar ringtone from my phone
It's my bitch texting me telling me don't come home
I'm thinking damn should I text back, why me
My phone starts ringing it's Tre on the ID
He said, "Them niggas tried to get me but I slid"
He want to tell me in person, meet me at my crib
I said nigga please
I threw the phone out the window rolled over it crushed it into a million pieces
I hit the blinker quick then hit the highway
If I'm a be a target y'all know I'm a do it my way
After I rolled for a few hours I'd say
I was tired after I got out of the tri state
Can't help but feel like another lame exposed
Pulling up to an old telly in the rain and cold

 

[fox69]

"My Friend"

"My Friend"


[Intro]
A man is defined by his (Boing!)
Catch my drift
[scratching] I got to keep it raw
The most anticipated
[scratching] I got to keep it raw

Yo, my is there for me, we like brothers
Over the years we've grown close, just like one another
I got a lot of friends, none as loyal as him
I give a lot of love, none as spoiled as him
The one friend you always wanna be nice to
Besides, you kept me out of trouble in High School
Close and distant, and hard in most positions
He knows, and listens and needs no description, hangin' wit two nuts
That can always depend on eachother when one them's feelin' used up
Born at the same time in the same place
Twins wit the same mom, but not the same face
Fatigues from the same game, we gotta equally maintain
We feed from the same brain
We grew together and I considered you all mine
You delivered in hard times, I love my (Friend!)

[Hook]
[scratching] It's the longest waited
The most anticipated
[scratching] I gotta keep it raw
The bitches up on it
Betta believe that [scratching]
My (Friend!) [scratching] It's the longest waited
[scratching] The most an-an-ticipated
[scratching] I got to keep it raw
The bitches up on it
Betta believe that [scratching]

My (Friend!), I never leave home without you with me
Here for the hoes just out to get me
Even when it's sticky your still wit me
You stick wit me, you must be my (Friend!)
A handy-tool, you never lay around the house
A family jewel, too priceless to count him out
The power to keep you grinnin', a thug mentality like me
'Cept he only beats wit women
I need him for the health, I guess I'm a bit abusive
I choke him up and beat him when he's thinkin' for himself
Somethin' I really don' love doin, cuz I feel guilty and try to make it up to him
My (Friend!), down for him, he's down for me
And even when he's runnin' his mouth, you hear sounds from me
I speak for the two of us everyday
What's mines is his, we share everyday
And if you wearin' lipstick, wear the same stick
You look like a rainbow whenever you change it
The power to beg and always were a hat
And a raincoat when it's damp and shower's ahead
He adores me, that's all it was
That's why he do things without me, like fall in love
The Game is ready to test the sharks
But he's too vicious, that's why he never left my heart
It's too late he grown now
The two of them probably wouldn't even get along now
Cuz of the time, ladies wanna get it on now, cuz of the rhyme
And we can take 'em, one at a time, in front of the line
I can rub it in his face, he'll never rub it in mines
Besides, it ain't because of the fives, it's because of the nines, my
(Friend!)

[Hook x2]
The-the-the most anricipated
[scratching] I got to keep-keep it raw
I love my (Friend!)
[scratching] It's the longest waited
The most anticipated
[scratching] I got to keep it raw
The bitches up on it
Betta believe that [scratching]
My (Friend!)