Song by Royce the 5'9<br /><br>
Ugh! Boom! Boom! <br>
Tick-tick-tick <br>
Yeah! 5'9, ugh <br>
Yo, I'm the verbal-spit Smith Wesson <br>
I unload with a sick spit the quick wit to split a split-second <br>
Bomb with a lit wick expression <br>
You here a tick tick then you testing <br>
My saliva and spit can split thread into fiber and bits <br>
So trust me, I'm as live as it gets <br>
Everybody claiming they the best and head the throne <br>
Since B.I.G is gone, if you ask me, they Dead Wrong <br>
My flow is hotter than the flash from the click <br>
When the hammer slaps the bullet on the ass from the clip <br>
You wind up in a room full of my dawgs <br>
I'll have you feeling like a fire hydrant in a room full of dogs <br>
So come, come now, get pissed on, shitted on <br>
Tough talk turns into "can't we all just get along" <br>
You get blazed when the mic's off, shot when it's on <br>
You probably ducked when they laid the gun shot in your song <br>
My gun strrr-utters when it speaks to you <br>
Utter shit to repeat to you <br>
Nothing to clip, then give a speech to you <br>
Me and Premier, we kind of the same in ways <br>
We both speak with our hands in dangerous ways <br>
Rap now is a circus of clowns <br>
A whole lot of lip from clicks I'll probably rap circles around <br>
I'm the next best to reach a <br>
Peak formerly known as the best keep secret <br>
I guess that I just leaked it.... <br>
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Boom, somebody better duck or run <br>
Somebody better hush up cause he's about to come <br>
This man got real <br>
Royce 5'9 <br>
Boom, somebody better duck or run <br>
Somebody better hush up cause he's about to come <br>
This man got real <br>
Royce 5'9 <br>
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I'm a motherfucking star, I don't battle no mo' <br>
I provide the the gun clapping around of applause after the show <br>
We can go toe to toe cause they calling you hot <br>
Stepping around all your punches like "that's all you got?" <br>
Everyday I'm meeting somebody and all of they peeps <br>
Quick to shake a nigga's hand and show me all of they teeth <br>
And these bitches I be patting they asses <br>
They be all dumb and goggley eyed looking at me, batting they lashes <br>
Rappers think Detroit niggas not as down as them <br>
Or since I'm down with Slim that I sound like him <br>
Quick to judge me and tell me that my hook might sell <br>
And say faggot shit to me like "I look like L" <br>
My advice quit talking it's over <br>
I was knocking niggas out while you were knocking sticks off of they shoulders <br>
I got dirt done in the past, I know y'all sweat <br>
I got regrets older than some of you so called vets <br>
Niggas say I found God with the flow <br>
Bring the police to the studio and bring the bomb squad to the show <br>
Ain't a nigga touching mines <br>
When you listen to my shit you don't chew, you don't breathe <br>
You don't miss a fucking line <br>
Every time I spit, I tick to show you it's hot <br>
Leave me in the deck too long I blow up your box <br>
BOOM!! <br>
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This man got real <br>
Royce 5'9 <br>
Boom, somebody better duck or run <br>
Somebody better hush up cause he's about to come <br>
This man got real <br>
Royce 5'9 <br>
Boom, somebody better duck or run <br>
Somebody better hush up cause he's about to come <br>
This man got real <br>
Royce 5'9 <br>
This man got real <br>
Royce 5'9 <br>
This man got real <br>
Royce 5'9<br>
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