[Intro: Hit you until you, hit you you I'ma hit you you, hit you until you hit you until you, hit you until you Hit you you, hit you until you hit you until you STOP, hit you until you GO! Hit you you DROP, hit you until you ROLL! I'ma hit you until you BLEED, hit you you LEAVE! Hit you you.. yeah, yeah
I put in my dirt I'ma you [Verse One: Da 5'9"] You be ruthless, or you will die hidin Bullets is +Eeny Meeny Miny Moe+; put your foot in my circle I'm not a nigga beside a bunch of chicken niggaz that +Duck Goose+ You punks got a 50/50 of livin, you playin +Rock Paper Scissors+ I got twin glocks from Scotland, I'd rather Dutch+ witcha Why the would I knuckle up witcha? He played them street games 'til the heat Same nigga that be quick when they see brains We ride in streets with Mafia We pop up by surprise like we +Hide-And-Go-Seek+ And I'm about to draw the line nigga, talk to your Cross me, you try to knock a stick off of my I'm the nigga Says+ Nigga I will heat you, 5'9" will have you lyin 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 you BLEED, hit you until you LEAVE! Hit you until you, hit you 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 you LEAVE! Hit you you.
[Verse Two: Da 5'9"] Yeah yeah, I see but why is it street games is all leadin into the same violences? God is it, the same niggaz that's winnin in +Dodgeball+ grow up and dodge bullets? The little, two squares in this concrete was shootin the +Monkeys In The Middle+ If you me to anyone in this game if it ain't Shyne or Beans it's +Truth Or Dare+ I been this hollow inside for Leave peers beside beers that'll The Bottle+ Don't think that e'ry seem right Nigga just look beside you, I'm at +Red Light, Green Light+ to stop you, fatal-ly I'll leave inside your truck the size of +Hot Potatoes+ A comparison's vital - you ain't
5'9" is Simon, the +Americal 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 play Scotch+ teach all of these punks the same dumb fuck took toes to the morgue for +Freeze Tag+ Miss the clock is away we as venomous as snakes, you can be them +Leap Frogs+ and jump I'ma make 'em all and say "Ahh" I'm the king of the playground, I 'em say +Father May I+ You should say - cause even if you your own pencil to the game nigga we don't play +Breaks+ Now you gon' find fitted the dudes be lame in the Lost & Found cause you crossed your nigga +Hide+ and go get it His name booted out of the games, by the dooky chains then flee the scene while runnin in the Ponies Erase the - keep his team shooter
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