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[Intro/Break - Da 5'9"]
This is a little something to to
Kick back and just catch a to
I pop me a pill, I drink me drink, if I was you

1 - Royce Da 5'9"]
I got the flyest
Clip filled to capacity, you can call me the marshal
I'm ape shit, I'm on my gorilla thing, thing
Me and Preme, you can call us the guillotine
We chop off heads, pop off
If it pops off, we spendin that rock star
We doin like the box office
Nigga you ain't tryin to box, then stop
I got niggaz from Watts to
From New to the Chi to Austin
So even if my is off ya, other eyes is on ya
That belongs to them killers gon' ride up on ya, bong (bong)
It's gasoline in my tongue, Patron in my kidneys, weed in my
Trigger on my index finger, handle in my is ringin my animal alarm
My mind is on Hannibal Lec', demand the
I'm takin your unless you hand me a check

- Phonte (Royce Da 5'9")]
I've been around, some things, sexed a lot of girls
I did my time but in my mind, I'm thinkin it's my world (woo-ooo)
(I got my finger on the pulse of music shit, I'm the truest
(woo-ooo)
Now tell me who this sick and you can swallow that's comin
this dick)

[Verse 2 - Da 5'9"]
King of the boom bap
Bomb to my chest askin "where ya goons at?"
I'm old like a StarTek
On a like Star Trek
Me is far fetched
I'm hot, I got flow
You can picture but can't shake it, the show
I book niggaz for shows and put niggaz in
So I hope you niggaz is roamers
'Cause my niggaz is Ryders Winona
But we just tryin to have a "Good Time" like
I'm a zoner, all I do is zone out like a
As far as Estonia
I'm a sucker for a good
So tell ya that's it's best if she investin with this good luckin
Mami would you rather fly over niggaz heads or your ass in the
duckin?

[Verse 3 - Da 5'9"]
my French, talk English
Steal your job, the is the five fingers
That's why Preme is the not King
My on my toes, I got my Bedrock swing
"Street Hop" is a
I rock with the to make bread with the opposite toaster
I'm Py-reckless, I'm kitchen, equip
And my neckless is glistenin, it's
So don't mention ice whenever you mention my rhymes (why?)
'Cause my is priceless
So you runnin for?
Nigga I'm comin for you, if I'm the hyphen, you the underscore
True and I'm packin
I no designer but I got a flawless jacket, whoa
After (Boom), this
It's night, night, when me and Preme come for more