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Royce Da 5′9′′
Royce Da 5′9′′

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Тональность: B minor
Verse 1
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Yeah, yeah, mic check,
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one -two, one -two, one -two, yeah.
Turn me up a little bit, Bryn.
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Yeah, mic check, one -two, one -two.
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Uh, uh, uh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
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I like to say I specialize in rhyming,
you recognized in time.
I train till I'm in pain,
I exercise my mind.
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I effortlessly write,
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my weapons would be the night,
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so please be ware of them
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Walk up in the fight club
in 8 ounce white gloves and
leave with red ones
Mood swing on the beat
soon as Preem prepares one
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Pick and choose my punches,
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walk away with minimal lumps
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Pivotin' around the vocal
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booth and trunks
Back you off me like a boxer,
nigga I overuse the drum
They call me Travis Barker
with the chopper
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Knock away your tooth, do the rockaway
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or I will raze your roof
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Rest in peace to proof,
he probably rollin' over in his grave
If niggas poisonin' this name,
then misfortunes are the fortune
and the fame
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I'm too cocky to hit 5
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'9 and preen
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The new Rocky and Mick,
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the dollar signs go ding Preen cut
This where your heart at, bitch
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Somethin' you don't wanna battle with
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You don't know this, damn I'm great
I don't like no fake niggas
This where your heart at, bitch
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Somethin' you don't wanna
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battle with
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Damn I'm great
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They say this is a wise old profession
So my flow is my whole confession
I rhyme like applying cold compression
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You go away like swelling with pellets
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From the thorn where it's yelling at you
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Near the doorway to hell or heaven
Set me up, I know you thought about it
That means I gotta wet you up
and I ain't talking with no water bottle
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Sit outside your house creeping
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Come out and spit out
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your mouthpiece
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And I skid out to South Beach
Fuck your talent, I'm never going down
I'm a stand up guy,
yes I'm up for the challenge
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Up cause of balance,
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from tying my shoestrings to
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gether when I was young
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And busting the cannon
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Your life is spun, the fight is done
You've been iced out by the nicest one
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And I ain't talking bout Jacob and
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Johnny the jeweler
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I'm talking bout letting the fakers
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hear the sound of the Ruger
What you know about that,
I know all about that
Me and Tip feel the same, seeing
Tips fill the brain
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It's like watching a movie,
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but I don't make those
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I just make the credits roll,
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after I'm Oliver Stone, I'm the pedestal
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You stand on me, I'ma flip you, pit bull
Put your hands on me, I'ma sick you
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It's true, you not so hard,
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I'm sensing you puss
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As soon as you drop your guard,
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in comes the hook
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Pring, cut Cut
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This, this where your heart at, bitch
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Something you don't wanna battle with
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As if you don't notice
Damn, I'm great
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I don't like no fake niggas
This, this, this where your heart at,
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bitch
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Something you don't
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wanna battle with
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Damn, I'm great
Outro 1
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