royce da 5’9
uh first verse uh i’m armed ’til i’m on an island
my life’s ridin’ on the autobahn on autopilot
before i touch dirt or kill y’all with kindness
i kill ya my natural persona’s much worse
you’ve been warned if you’ve been borned or if you conformed
slap up a cop and then snatch him outta his uniform
leave him with his socks hard bottoms and bloomers on
and hang him by his balls from the horn of a unicorn
y’all niggas’ intellect mad slow y’all fags know
claimin’ you bangin’ you flamin’
bet you could light your own cigarette with your asshole
me and shady deaded the past so
that basically resurrected my cashflow
i might rap tight as the snatch of a fat dyke
though i ain’t wrapped tight my blood type’s the 80s
my 90s was like the navy you was like the brady’s
you still fly kites daily
eminem
catch me in my mercedes bumpin’ ice ice baby
screaming shady ’til i die
like a half a pair of dice life’s crazy
so i live it to the fullest ’til i’m swayze
and you only live it once so i’m thinking ’bout this nice nice lady
wait no stop me now ‘fore i get on a roll danish
let me tell you what this pretty little dame’s name is
cause she’s kinda famous
and i hope that i don’t sound too heinous when i say this
nicki minaj but i wanna stick my penis in your anus
you morons think that i’m a genius
really i belong inside a dang insane asylum
came to drive them trailer parks crazy
i am back and i am razorsharp baby
and that’s back with a capital b with an exclamation mark
maybe you should listen when i flip the linguistics
cause when i rip this mystical slick shit
you don’t wanna become another victim a statistic of this shit
cause after i spit the bullets
i’ma treat these shell casings like a soccer ball
i’ma kick the ballistics so get this dick i’ma live this
sly jordan
i’m livin’ life in the fast lane
movin’ at the speed of life and i can’t slow down
only got a gallon in the gas tank
but i’m almost at the finish line so i can’t stop now
i don’t really know where i’m headed just enjoyin’ the ride
just gon’ roll ’til i drop and ride ’til i die
i’m livin’ life in the fast lane pedal to the metal
i’m livin’ life in the fast lane pedal to the metal
royce da 5’9
uh yeah my whole goal as a poet’s to be relaxed in orbit
at war with a bottle as captain morgan attacks my organs c’mon
my slow flow is euphoric it’s like i rap endorphins
i made a pact with the devil that says
i’ll let you take me you let me take a shovel
dig up the corpse of jack kevorkian c’mon
go back and forth and more beef than you can pack a fork in
i’m livin’ the life of the infinite enemy down
my tenement chimney now the semis the remedy pow
spin him around enterin’ in the vicinity
4 eminem
now was called mm
but he threw away the candy and ate the rapper
chewed him up ptt and spitted him out
girl giddyup now getget down
he’s lookin’ around this club
and it looks like people are havin’ a shitfit now
yeah little trtrtrailer trash take a look who’s back in tttown
did i stststutter motherfucker
fuck the mall he shuts the whole motherfuckin’ walmart
dddown every time he comes a rrround
and he came to the club tonight with 5’9 to hold this bitch down
like a motherfuckin’ chick underwater he’s tryin’ to drdrdrown
shorty when you dance you got me captivated
just by the way that you keep lickin’ them dicksuckin’ lips
i’m agitated aggravated
to the point you don’t suck my dick
then you’re gonna get decapitated
other words you don’t fuckin’ give me head
then i’ma have to take it
5 royce da 5’9
and then after takin’ that i’ma catch a case it’s gon’ be fascinatin’
it’s gon’ say the whole rap game passed away
on top of the affidavit
graduated from master debater slash massive masturbator
to michael jackson’s activator woo
meanin’ i’m on fire off the top might wanna back up data
rollin’ over hiphop in a verbal tractor trailer
homie they’re sick you could normally ask a hater
don’t it make sense
that these shell casings is just like a bag of paper
dropped in the lap of a tax evader homie they spent
6 eminem
now make that ass drop like a sack of potatoes
what girl i’m the crackalator
percolator of this party be my penis ejaculator later
tell your boyfriend that you just struck paydirt
you’re rollin’ with a player
you won’t be exaggeratin’ when you say you’re livin’
sly jordan
i’m livin’ life in the fast lane
movin’ at the speed of life and i can’t slow down
only got a gallon in the gas tank
but i’m almost at the finish line so i can’t stop now
i don’t really know where i’m headed just enjoyin’ the ride
just gon’ roll ’til i drop and ride ’til i die
i’m livin’ life in the fast lane pedal to the metal
i’m livin’ life in the fast lane pedal to the metal
pedal to the metal
pedal to the metal
Artist: Bad Meets Evil
Year: 2011
Decade: 10s
Language: en
Word Count: 528