Royce Da 5'9" - 187 (Saigon Response) lyrics
rate meFrom the day you born... till the day you die.
I you wanna poor one, just gotta work hard!
My shit is laid out? !
Fuck that beef shit! - That shit is played out!
Why is it harder for - peace over violence?
Niggas don't know the "Art of War" - we roll in silence. {Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo}
"It always got to be that one nigga that's the loudest {Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! }
That ain't gon' do no poppin' when it's time to be about it! "
Rah-rah-rah-rah-rah-rah! - Fuck outta here with that shit
You puttin' way too much passion into that wack shit.
Putcha dukes down nigga
With' them AK-47's
Calm down, shhh! - You're so emotional
I know that where you at in your career is such a low for you.
I understand that! (I understand that!) - But understand this,
My daddy taught me manners - so it's foreign to fly off the handle and talk to cameras.
(talk to cameras!) - That shit is lame, lame's we don't respect
We wondering why the fuck you so upset!
You know the streets will swallow you!
Look what that powder do! - Look at you tryna embody what's not really inside of you!
I promise you - that if you chill now - in five years
I will not - ride through
I'm here for fries! - That's it! - Chicken nuggets!
Give me some sweet and sour sauce, too! - And quit ya buggin'.
I'm just above it! - I'm too mature for this
It ain't smart to go to war for this!
Cause I'm a rider!
Cause I'm a rider! - I'm about that 187!
You not a rider! - Not about that 187
You not a rider!
187! - 187!
187! - 187!
187! - 187!
187! - 187!
I got the illest flow because I flow it from my soul (soul!)
You said yourself, you got the greatest story never told. (told!)
These niggas got the BALLS to say I can't write no record (record!)
But them plaques on my WALL say that y'all should read the credits,
Ha! - R-Dot Montgomery, ghost-writer
And for the right priiiice (priiiice!)
Y'all know the rest! (Y'all know the rest!)
Get ya doe, biters! - Y'all goin left!
Get ya M.O. in check
Later with the vendettas - handle ya liquor better! (handle ya liquor better!)
Let's play some tennis! - Go back and forth; who winning? (who winning?)
You are give in to a Koch-deal away from FINISHED. (Haaahhhhh!)
Fuck outta here with dat! Step ya bars up! (ya bars up)
Ya shit is garbage, was you tryna kick knowledge? Be honest!
Step ya cars up, that lil' Benz you know is lame
I'd rather ride in a remote controlled Soulja Boy chain! (hahaha!)
I'm so insane! - I'm flowing open flame
Note to self: leave 'em floatin' if he spoke ya name! (spoke ya name!)
That's why I don't bother nobody
I catch ya body all alone cause I don't ride with nobody!
Niggas figures been put on Jenny Craig
Look what the prison built - you big up top with skinny legs! (C'MON!)
Come on Johnny Bravo! - You fuckin' with the whole Detroit, chill out
The S.O.B's without the swing and easy get out.
I'm quick to stick the clip in - just ask my nigga Crooked
Joey Budden got you niggas trippin'! (whooooooooooooohhhh-whhhhhhooooooooooooooooooooo!)
Cause I'm a rider! - I'm about that 187!
Cause I'm a rider! - I'm about that 187!
You not a rider! - Not about that 187
You not a rider!
187! - 187!
187! - 187!
187! - 187!
187! - 187!
I got a mothafuckin'... Gucci beard!
With a pair of mustache.
A muhfuckin'...
Louie Vuitton chest here!
I got
Ahahahahh!
I got a muhfucka platinum put...
With diamond toenails, nigga!
Ahahaha! {Whooooooooooooooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! }
Fuck you talkin' 'bout?
And you...
You got a muhfuckin' dog butt!
With bitch tits!
"Bar Exam 3"!
Slaughterhouse!
I got a muhfuckin' career...
Made out of silicon tities!
"The Most Interested Man In The World"!
I got a Cougie bathroom...
Made out of Biggie Smalls sweater, nigga.
I got a specially mankinda...
Made out of LL Cool J chapstit, nigga!
Ahhaahh!
I'm so interested!
Ahahahah!
You lil' fruit!
I got muhfuckin'
I got remote control boxes.
Ahahahahahahahahahaaaahhh!
"The Most Interested Man In The World"!
