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 that 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 a bitch!? (ha... what the fuck?!)

[Royce Yeah 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 ain't
in between a s-st-stutter and punch you diss
I was like "Huh? What the fuck is
"Why the fuck this lame nigga trying to fuck this?"
You just talking wreckless, you dissed the King
Get your eyes off my necklace, kiss the
before you walk, don't be caught without your gat
Somebody should 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 talkall through verse
The streets and the still knockin' your verse
On verse niggas just look at their watch and reverse
I'm about realism, as far as a fat that raps and rapes kids
I see the vision (shit on you)
You do front, me you
You told the truth once "I'm a compulsive liar"
Insecure niggas, offense to the line
All in my shit when I'm mentioning
Yo on, better tell Vaun "stick to the rhyme"
You better run and get Swift I get to the nine
It should be Wall Street, y'all and V
But nope, you to rhyme like Young Z
You was a clown in school, the only nigga on stage in a
Now the is clowning you
Sherriff of the rap, the big fat bear
That got a in the character to rap
Nigga, gimme this mic, you ain't it right
You called yourself an idiot, I'm just yourself right
This is strong over the weak, long over deceased
And me doing you over your beat
You when you see me, but you talk the flow
Fucking clown, smile nigga, honk nose
You looking at it like I'm making a big deal
But that's what I do, I make big deals
Take a chunk of the budget, and keep brow raised
And watch the little split the pie five ways
Nigga go play, fact, catch up
I am six bigger, and my book's kept up
Y'all a rap boy band, and you're me now?
Y'all a group one star, like Destiny's Child
Fuck that, no nigga, how can I
to a group with dudes, who's easily replaced
I erase niggas when they backwards
I call and have him write you off on his taxes
I'm a solo artist, you just one of the
Fans up to y'all like, "which one is you?"
You're the fat one, them that's your name
You'll tell a joke whenever too, that's game
Who cares if you've been on tour, you don't off (shit)
Nigga all you do is run on and run off
One loose cannon? strange
'Cause the only in the crew
Was planted, wherever standing
I to Em and Proof, I'm speaking with love
They're my niggas, y'all is niggas keeping a grudge
I don't give a fuck nigga, you can up with gloves
And if you beef, fuck it you can meet up with Bugz
I shit on you... (fat fucker)