Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song What The Beat (Featuring Eminem, Method Man & Royce The 5-9) , by - Royce 5'9. Release date: 31.12.1999
Song language: English
What The Beat (Featuring Eminem, Method Man & Royce The 5-9) |
| Now… now…now…unnh |
| Professional 2 sh*t…WHAT! |
| Staten Island up in this muthaf*cka |
| Mr. Meth rep rep rep rep rep rep |
| For the cause |
| Wu-Tang Killa Beez forever my nig*az |
| Yeah… we put our draws in it… CLUE! |
| New Method Man! |
| Eminem |
| Royce |
| CLUE! |
| Niggaz is like «Oh my God not you!» |
| Yes I’m in the flesh like hollow heads through your vest |
| No contest, M.E.-Eth Man’s obsessed |
| With sex, drugs and rock & roll |
| New tecs and calicos! |
| Word has it we move mathematic on rappers |
| Who don’t add up, you get broke, battered and slapped up |
| 8 million stories in the nekkid call yo man Method |
| Straight guerilla iller ni*ga kill a murder record |
| My verbal shooter does it to ya |
| The 16-bar Ruger, bustin' yo funky dope manuevers |
| But I’m not ya Super Lover Cee, I’m the Super Sperm |
| Splash it on your skin rub it in like it’s Lubriderm |
| 10 out of 10 I’ll be the |
| Men of all men I mean the |
| Creme de la creme a schemer |
| Sippin' on 'Gnac and Zima |
| True professional 2 |
| (DJ CLUE!) |
| Now that Bush is president ni*ga we all through |
| Wooooooooooord! |
| It’s like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder |
| Why I keep on duckin' under the bed when I hear thunder |
| Cuz I ain’t crazy, I say shit that’s crazy to crazy people |
| To make 'em believe I’m crazy so they can relate to me |
| And maybe believe in Shady so they can be evil baby |
| I like that! |
| I’m only as crazy as people made me |
| Believe me, there’ll be just as many muthaf*ckin' murderers |
| And heroin users without Marlilyn’s music |
| But I figure I make my music I don’t care if you use it |
| To murder somebody, I just wanna be there when you do it! |
| Now the parents are suein' cuz little Darren is screwin' |
| Karen and Susan cause I told him to do it on Clue’s new sh*t |
| Now it’s all ruined, the whole world is f*cked up |
| Cuz of me? |
| Two 12-year old girls is knocked up |
| My attitude’s 'f*ck it' like Pac’s was at one point |
| Wanna come join? |
| Pick up a glock and just point |
| Now everybody’s killin' everybody and everybody’s bloody |
| And I’m just laughin' like it’s funny |
| Cause I don’t really give a sh*t about no-muthaf*ckin'-body |
| I’m so muthaf*ckin' nutty I don’t give a f*ck about nuttin'! |
| My wrist is… water and freeze |
| And mix this is… audio Jesus the repent shit gets big |
| Keep it sharp like knife in a pop device |
| So «Duro you gotta let it bump!», I came from a hard knock life |
| They say this kid be rude like this can’t be true |
| I s*ck my own dick like if I had a rib removed |
| Vampire, sun go down I’m still wylin' |
| Bullets travel through the air in the night like Phil Collins |
| Rock City baby knife through your throat 'til you’re broke |
| Rise from the underground like sewer smoke |
| It’s all shifty, I got all-a my dogs wit' me |
| And they all rich, and still all-a they palms itchy |
| We’ll pump, rumble over birds jungle urge |
| Walkin' like we talkin' drunk while we stumble over words |
| Clue *inhale*…Duro *inhale*…Slim *inhale*…Meth *inhale* |
| Five *inhale*…Nine *inhale*…Hold up *inhale*…breath |
| It’s just… Mr. Meth and DJ Clue |
| I ain’t crazy, I just do what the beats say do |
| It’s just… Slim Shady and DJ Clue |
| I ain’t evil, I just do what the beats say do |
| Unnh.Royce 5−9 and DJ Clue |
| I ain’t bad, I just do what the beats say do. |
| unnh |
| DJ Clue! |
| Desert Storm! |
| Come oon maaan! |