[Intro: Hit you you, hit you until you I'ma hit you until you, hit you you I'ma hit you until you, hit you you Hit you you, hit you until you hit you until you STOP, hit you until you GO! Hit you until you DROP, hit you you ROLL! hit you until you BLEED, hit you until you LEAVE! Hit you until you.. yeah,
I put in my dirt I'ma you [Verse One: Da 5'9"] You must be ruthless, or you will die Bullets is +Eeny Meeny Miny Moe+; put your foot in my circle I'm not a hater beside a bunch of chicken niggaz that +Duck Duck You punks got a 50/50 chance of livin, you playin Paper Scissors+ I got twin from Scotland, I'd rather +Double Dutch+ witcha Why the FUCK I knuckle up witcha? He played them street 'til the heat came Same nigga that be quick when they see brains We in streets with Mafia ties We pop up by surprise we playin +Hide-And-Go-Seek+ And I'm about to the line nigga, talk to your soldiers Cross me, you try to a stick off of my shoulder I'm the +Simon Says+ Nigga I will heat you, 5'9" will have you beside your bed
Royce] I'ma hit you you STOP, hit you until you GO! Hit you until you DROP, hit you you ROLL! I'ma hit you until you BLEED, hit you you LEAVE! Hit you until you, hit you you I'ma hit you you STOP, hit you until you GO! Hit you you DROP, hit you until you ROLL! Hit you until you BLEED, hit you you LEAVE! Hit you you.
Two: Royce Da 5'9"] Yeah yeah, I see but why is it these street games is all leadin the same violences? God is it, possible the same that's winnin in +Dodgeball+ grow up and dodge bullets? The funky little, two in this concrete was shootin the +Monkeys In The Middle+ If you compare me to anyone in game if it ain't Shyne or Beans then it's Or Dare+ I been this hollow for years Leave peers beside beers that'll +Spin The Don't think that e'ry night right just look beside you, I'm at every +Red Light, Green Light+ Ready to stop you, I'll leave bullets inside truck the size of +Hot Potatoes+ A vital - you ain't nobody
Royce 5'9" is Simon, the Idol+
Yeah, yeah, now he's had the as [Verse Royce Da 5'9"] At the pick of the day the hot shot, let's +Hop Scotch+ teach all of these punks the same dumb fuck that took toes to the for +Freeze Tag+ Miss the clock is away that we as venomous as snakes, you can be them +Leap Frogs+ and I'ma 'em all drop and say "Ahh" I'm the of the playground, I make 'em say +Father May I+ You should say Grace - cause if you bring your own pencil to the game nigga we play +Breaks+ Now you gon' find fitted Finally the dudes be in the Lost & cause you crossed your bound nigga +Hide+ and go get it His name booted out of the games, hang by the dooky then flee the while runnin in the latest Ponies the phonies - keep his team shooter
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