Yo, yo, yo This man Royce Da 5'9" This dude Crooked I Man, Jump off Joe It's Joell
[Hook: Joell Ya'll ready, ready, y'all ready know, Slaughterhouse
1: Joell Ortiz] Little niggas get your weight up y'all, pay up My bars just as as my dick and both stay up Nicer than me, say what? Wait up, up I finish niggas off the bat like a layup I seen a lot of come, I a lot of go But y'all know I'm from, B-R double O You the rest pimpin', yeah, I was bred different Here come pops the NY bop, you know, the leg limpin' My ice mug frozen till stiff Grimy nigga, wanna hold onto your bitch I got a way women, I faithfully play with women Let 'em suck on this bottle and pray I throw a baby in 'em I just throw 'em a gold fronts Pour up a cup of E & J and light up a dro I was never soft, saw me flinchin' when they lettin' off had to retaliate cause I set it off
[Verse 2: Royce Da know my name, bitch, never change up my language I'm just a rich nigga from a city that's First we take Then I'm turquoise strings in my Lebron corks In Turks and Caicos I came from wicked chair fame wearin' short I learned that money can't buy But I decided I'd rather do all my cryin' in the a dollar, buy a suit Have a child, and 'em follow suit Wavin' that weatherchange Make the winter fall, through with everything to lose Taking everything you know Let him finish his fall in his And pray that he land on that hand in my Hublot I'm about Art Of War gospel That Basquiat drawing a roscoe Using the of a usual thug who was told die slow Your money on me, bet it all, you know set it off
[Verse 3: Joe Let's the small talk and get right to the wealth is I give a fuck, but it's right to myself Fuck fame, keep the shit I write to If what I do is therapeutic, man, the slightest shit Made angel dust my freshman it a try, cool, little did I knew Had the wrong of high school Teachers called him a sociopath and a them, only went to class for the cyphers Now I'm bills for The same thinking tried to prescribe pills for They I needed a wrench, I'm a loose screw Vital, suicidal, said I would mi amour Wasn't in French, said I'd let it off Never know who or what you get Main reason they never me to set it off You now dealing with four niggas never off All off, so nah, you won't be better off
[Verse 4: I] Jewish arm on my arm like a Semitic boss Egyptian art hanging, uh, that's my cross set it off Even got bitches our flag, Betsy Ross Old school Chevy, the is off Decapitated lack from the weight of the llama Still bear arms like a koala How you like a faded neurology student Is prudent when chasin' a So never mind, a rhyme I'd rather find a grind, forever times Sittin' behind me because I'm ahead of In this era I'm livin' of the paradigm I'm comin' outside with a of dimes and Caroline Share a line then they share a 9 inch, never I probably shouldn't keep going Cause these rappers keep hoein' their teeth showing I set it off