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[Royce
yo, yo, this is a exclusive

D-12, worst rap group ever (You ready?)

Royce Da 5'9" would to apologize to the family of my homeboy Bugz
for lettin' that line leak out the radio, it was a long how it happened
D-12 though, y'all better quit actin' like that my man too
Like I was tryna disrespect him or somethin', I was disrespect y'all
'Cause that's what I'm doin' (gun-loading sound) here on 'n
My new from now on, don't even call me Royce Da 5'9" no mo'
Call me Malcolm X, 'cause e'rybody in the city wanna kill me (*gun sounds*)
I'm Malcolm X now haha, we gon' see who goin, I ain't goin motherfucker
We see, e'rybody who against me, nigga I'm mad (BITCH)
Haha, yeah, only one problem
Everytime you breathe on the mic
It's a motherfuckin' lie nigga, nobody you (*echoes*)

We gon' yo' ass DOWN (2x)

Y'all niggaz sound like y'all y'all rhymes with motherfuckin' crayons, BITCHES

Da 5'9"]
Yeah, what rap I gotta snatch up out the game (bitch)
Who I smack for sayin my name?
Somebody die, it's probably YOU
You couldn't fit Bizarre's body in my
Niggaz quick to talk all 'til I pop up
Plus, you just act cause Suge got locked up
I am above y'all, when you your raps to diss me
I only recognize the top of your
And I don't Proof punk-ass, he think he tough
He keep thirty niggaz with him, he weak as fuck!
I ever you by yourself, I'ma fuck you up
Snatch little cheap-ass chain and piece you up
You hope you and the white boy keep in touch
And be a good hype man, or your lease is up
Since Slim signed 50, I don't see your teeth as
That's good, cause you got a grill like a truck!
HOMIE, it's history, over, hang it up
Go somewhere and hang up some 50 posters,
You speak you late, y'all prolly gon' go up to awards
and get yo' ass by B2K
I just wish Eminem would tellin' everybody he ain't speakin' to me
Like I'm one of his hoes or
How 'bout this, I speakin to you, chump
And I'ma pickin on your weak ass crew
You, BITCH, Bizarre you a fat stutterin
You a joke, I choke buttered you up
I've been ridin by your house, you don't come out too
You hidin, when I find you snatch you out of that front
and tie fat stankin ass to your couch and just
FEED YOU, you look like you about to bust
Nigga you can run or hide; I'll be on porch
a cheeseburger tryin to lure you outside!
'Cause he's in it, say G-g-g-g-g-g-unit
I bet you throw some "g's" in it
Just like a fool can't reach intelligence
He sweats when he raps, 'cause he got a impediment
You, BITCH, pig and Porky's tomb
to dig his own grave with a fork and spoon
You, BITCH, Denaun and please
Give it a year, both a y'all be rakin' leaves
What do I know, other nigga y'all got in your group
I don't know his name, but he can shovel my snow
You, BITCH, let's face it I gave it to
My lil' sister got six that's braver than y'all (barking sounds)
Niggaz is the beef I'm 'bout to end with the quickness
I'm 'bout to end this quicker than Bizarre can a biscuit
Quicker than shit, y'all ain't felt the half
Quicker than Eminem can Elton's ass
Don't call me, I ain't to squash it yet, kiss my ASS
I wanna talk to Hex, I am so sick I should be compared to cancer
Y'all throw up your dukes and don't swing like Fred G.?
I be makin' motherfuckers scratch they heads I rhyme
Y'all lil' niggaz scratch ya heads rhyme, go play;
you lil ass niggaz, y'all can scream and yell all you want
I feel like I'm battlin' & Kel
You, BITCH, o' y'all can put in the card to kenell
better call me, like he called Benzino
Matter o' fact, I even do a song with Ray
with Murder Inc. and hit you with a song again

We gon' beat yo' ass (4x)

[Royce
I even want you lil' punks to think I'm mad
Y'all lil' niggaz are Ninja Turtles, nothing
Nothin', you not on my level, I will yo boss's ass nigga
Tre Little, it on

Little]
Tre Little, the gorrilla, I'm just that guy
I'm 5'6", got stacked lines, shit that high, I'm
you and your commercial appeal
I turn yo' head into blue 'n yellow Hills+
I bet you that nobody beats my family
Eminem, Nelly said that he'll eat you like
did you do, got on the phone and called him up
You don't wanna talk to Royce, but you to Puff
You, BITCH, yo' crew some local
I hit you harder than that white girl that your nose
You and Royce can this with one talk
Step around from your security and to that man
I understand you backin' yo' crew, but this my
that happen to him, somethin' gonna happen to you
And I don't give a fuck for that, nigga, I'll do
I advise you to yo' money don't buy you stripes
Only that money brings is fake niggaz and problems
Followed by niggaz who fake niggaz and rob 'em
But you niggaz is WACK; Denaun I'ma you
So many times, feel bad when you collapse!
You niggaz is so BITCH you make me sick to my
Every beat that you ever sound like it was missin' somethin'
Timbaland lookin' ass, nigga, my style is
What producer you ever only good for album filler

We gon' beat yo' ass (2x)

[Royce
You!, Yea, punk ass niggaz, yea we in the now too, nigga
Big Homie's out nigga, up

[Tre talking]
Yea you add water and stir ass motherfuckers, what y'all
My here ain't have no backbone?
Nigga, it's on I see y'all
what the fuck you thinkin' of nigga, this cash boy
Need the boy to get y'all started ass niggaz
Fuck y'all hoes, I told Royce I like that motherfucka
Faggots, I smack the shit any one o' y'all niggaz
Sell my bill one
What the fuck y'all thought nigga y'all'll get bought
Street y'all motherfuckers hate it
Learn how to flow stop mad y'all bitches
Trick, trick, I catch yo' bitch ass, yea dude
about cash nigga, you comin' to yo' doom
You'll end up like click boom,
Rock City motherfucker,
Get the point bitch, or get the motherfucker
It's Cash Flow
Big

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