Royce Is Like

[Intro: Royce] Well, nothin left to do but rhyme circles around niggas Huh, Preem? (Huh?) [Royce Da 5'9"] Allow me to put it in perspective, check this Bullets in the Tec shit, spinnin and the bullet in your chest is Best shit, meddlin what else niggas peddlin Cause you sellin records around here is irrelevant Allow me to tell you to bow whenever you around me I'm proud cause God endowed me intellegent Look up in the sky and crown me the now regal She go, down, her knees are now eagle Either my gun gon' bang or I'mma come harder I run water on y'all lames, I unthaw ya Y'all wanna be the kings of rap, my son's smarter I'd rather run some game on one of Run's daughters The Mike Vick or the Kobe Bryant with this one I'm past the pass and homie Ryan, I just run The Last Action Hero that the public awaits Took it past rappin so perhaps I can govern yo' state I'm Akinyele, I act belly So Put it in Your Mouth while I talk on the celly pushin a black L-E I'm Makaveli, my body's in the back of a deli Holdin a cordless frozen with the volts in swordfish Lyin with a couple of corpses Biggie and Ghandi, my city's behind me, others enforce it In the Phillipines blacken out on mics, yeah Like I'm livin in a dream actin out a nightmare Whatever I'm sayin's real Shovel the bullshit y'all throw on the game is how I level the playin field Y'all got to feel me Momma had to make me, God got to kill me Y'all would have to basically put me up on a cross, split my flows up Call on the Bible and let 'em lift my soul up Oh my, true, amen and such The liaison between the most high and you Uncle Paul the +Bearer+ of bad news, the era of unified armor Beware of the suicide bomber The way he shoots the cannon He competin with the reaper, he will take you then vanish Make you understand it Shots be poppin off bilingual, 'bout to call me Jesús in Spanish I keep calm, I keep my piece on I'm like, Ice T, I keep a bleach blonde I'm like, Spike Lee I keep the floor seats so it's sweet Y'all might not like me but no need for response My recon's ghostly, we prime Real estate of the minds cause we signed and re-signed They say I'm at the end of my time like Esham My emergency brake's re-called like Nissan Peace y'all I'm out, niggas I'm 'bout figures But before I leave I hope you don't doubt there's a Deep calmer that's around in me Like I'm a drug dealer plugged into the weed farmer Rap NATO, plus blastin, that's fatal You do the math and you'll have mashed your last 'tato The big empire go within fire The boss is so high on top it's a kickstand by him I am, Ryan the giant spit inspire I kill the supplier then I'm peelin the hitman hirer I flow like none, you blow like guns You hoes is polite as the soul of a {?} none I'm like a Glock beam, I'm usually unseen 'Til I wanna be seen, that means one thing So I, know I, be havin fun bein a show out I keep my guns clean with sunscreen I'm so hot Petrified, ain't ya? Shook to death, ain't ya? Bitch niggas know you told you I'm a stranger I ain't seen fear, don't even know what it feel like I'm out of Vice City, the nigga hood in real life Caddy-ass niggas'll get it, I pay the cost To put you away while I'm golfin, look, now I'm flossin I drive the ball then yell "war" I mean yell "fore" right before I unveil the pale horse Cock on sight, orgy or the duel We doin like hoes or fo's, who will we ruin? Askin each other to answer answered questions Then forgets that I'll do 'em again I guess But you ain't gotta be dumb to go it I'm too old to show that I'm too blowed but too young to blow it Anytime it comes to showin I runs the show when it comes to flowin I go and becomes the poet You know I, capitalize by blackin out on a rhythm I visualize the action and actualize the vision I don't have to rely on ambition to get my eye on them digits I see how I see then get right on my business Let me see, I'm finna choose Between losin and bein the pinnacle between eaten and eatin dinner food To bein interviewed, and squeeze into a closet with a couple of tennis shoes I call it bein defeated Miniscule amounts of dough in a dual account So your ho can go on with you on an ounce Sold, rounds of bottles around her mouth There's bound to swallow countin all of them foundin fathers You choose, gettin brains or sniffin for the coochie scent 50 G's in the chain'll glisten with the Gucci print Basically how I move New York'll seem slow You hood rich, how I'm livin you're pork and bean pro I can't complain nigga I pimp the game You went to jail nigga I went to change Wipe off the smirk nigga we ain't the same You came to do dirt, I came to clean You drown from hunger, I sank from fame You shot through windows, I paints the pane I can't explain, nigga you ain't been trained The same way that I have so you ain't to blame If you ain't ashamed You came to swing nigga I came extreme, this is my claim to fame You claim the fame - I cop the jewel Right 'fore you cop the jewel after I change the chains You seem deranged, I got a thing for brains You flee from rain nigga I reign supreme You hang your keys up, I hang with Preem You claimin G's up, I'm claimin king I came to slang nigga you came to fiend When I'm playin arenas, you came to scream You came to bling nigga I came to shine You came to sing nigga I came to grind You came to bling nigga I came to shine You came to sing nigga I came to grind