Luyện nghe bài hát Shit On You

Yo, is a J-Dawg exclusive.

[Speaking] Yeah, I'm speaking on behalf of Royce the 5'9, and the rest of Wall Street. Me and my boys are tired of chicken shit bastards like those D12 bitches. Don't get me wrong now, Eminem and Proof, those are my boys, we can get down anytime of the day. But fat bastard Bizarre!? He's going to get himself a good ol' country ass whooping. Let me tell ya, Royce the 5'9 is kinda pissed at Bizarre because, this chicken shit bastard, goes around getting on mix tapes with the crew... then he wants to turn around and diss somebody!? Isn't that a bitch!? Hell I don't know, this guy might even get his damn ass whooped. If I was him I'd stay indoors. Boy I tell ya, this mother fucker, he wants to go around dissing Royce the 5'9; then turn around and call him up, so he can get a goddamn spot on the Rock City remix! (hahahaha) Ain't that a bitch!? (ha... what the fuck?!)

[Royce Speaking] yeah, no offence to my true niggas, y'all know who we all are, this is personal. Mother fuckers. You hear me? I know I didn't get back to you. You dissed me a while ago. I just caught it, I couldn't understand what your fat ass was saying. It's all good, I'm home. It's time for us to talk to each other... nigga.

[Royce Rapping] Yo yo, I heard you on DJ Butter, you slick
Somewhere in between a s-st-stutter and punch you
I was like "Huh? What the fuck is
"Why the this lame nigga trying to fuck with this?"
You just talking real wreckless, you the King
Get eyes off my necklace, kiss the ring
Crawl you walk, don't be caught without your gat
should have taught you how to talk before you rap
I about how you gotta get walked through your verse
Niggas trying to teach you how to through your verse
The and the magazines still knockin' your verse
On your verse niggas just at their watch and reverse
I'm about realism, as far as a fat nigga that raps and rapes
I see the vision (shit on you)
You do front, me you
You told the truth once like "I'm a liar"
Insecure niggas, take to the line
All in my when I'm mentioning mine
Yo it's on, better Vaun "stick to the rhyme"
You better run and get Swift I get to the nine
It should be Street, y'all and Slum V
But nope, you want to like Young Z
You was a in school, the only nigga on stage in a costume
Now the World is you
of the rap, arresting the big fat bear
That got a jump in the to rap
Nigga, gimme this mic, you doing it right
You called an idiot, I'm just proving yourself right
This is strong the weak, long career over deceased
And me doing you wrong your beat
You speak you see me, but you talk the flow
Fucking clown, smile nigga, honk nose
You probably looking at it like I'm a big deal
But nigga that's I do, I make big deals
Take a chunk of the budget, and keep they raised
And watch the little people split the pie five
Nigga go play, matter fact, up
I am six bigger, and my book's kept up
Y'all a rap boy band, and you're testing me
Y'all a group one star, like Destiny's Child
that, no nigga, how can I relate
to a with four dudes, who's easily replaced
I erase niggas they talk backwards
I call and have him write you off on his taxes
I'm a solo artist, you one of the crew
coming up to y'all like, "which one is you?"
You're the fat one, tell that's your name
You'll tell a joke whenever too, that's your
Who cares if you've on tour, you don't come off (shit)
all you do is run on stage and run off
One cannon? that's strange
'Cause the only cannon in the
Was planted, wherever Proof's
I speak to Em and Proof, I'm with love
They're my niggas, y'all is niggas keeping a grudge
I don't give a fuck nigga, you can beat up with
And if you beef, fuck it you can meet up with Bugz
I shit on you... (fat fucker)