| You want to make a movie?
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| We got the film right here.
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| (Royce 5'9)
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| Yeah! |
| I’m one of those pretty rappers
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| Fuck if I really have to Ill really slap you
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| King of Detroit
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| Who they namin' tha city after
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| (What?) Scandalous partners
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| Whose grammar hammers the hard shit
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| Into your heart with content
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| You don’t want to start wit
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| Expert, bad and evil is comin soon
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| MCs get stuck headfirst back into their mother’s womb
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| This shit is written
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| In my eyes I’m the illist MC spittin (what?)
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| Leavin all of you cats shittin kittens
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| I got to diss you
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| My niggaz be cockin pistols
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| Shot and split you
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| Fuck splitten the profits wit you
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| (What?) 6 percent?
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| All you niggaz is just pretend
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| Clicks for clicks
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| Pussy niggaz stick wit dicks (what?)
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| (What?) Niggaz act bully and blast for the fast penny
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| My auto is fully, plenty of niggaz packin semi
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| Speak darts, yo you get paid rhymin about it is the sweet part
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| You cant be street smart Wit a cheap heart
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| 5'9 a street nigga wit deep feelin (What?)
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| I keep illin my steez willin to keep killin (What?)
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| Fuck rap, a lot of y’all all is just acts
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| Trust that, you rhyme all wack on rough tracks
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| Bust! |
| Then we all black when you bust back at Fuck that, you get blast at, you get laughed at And I’ma gonna spit thunder, (What?) stick to my gunz
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| Niggaz is finished before their gimmicks, one hit wonders
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| Big balls, that why when I spit your click stalls, I’ma pit bull
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| I’m just dog, I’m just raw, (What?) Split y’all holla «It's on!»
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| Then I diss y’all, all you niggaz get pissed on and claim your pissed off!
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| (eminem and royce)
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| Y’all want drama
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| Wanna make a scary movie
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| Rappers comin in wit they team
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| And carry toolies
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| You can jump right out of the screen and barely movie me We hard-hitten directing the starrin in it
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| (eminem)
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| The one man on the planet that’ll drive off the grand canyon
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| Hop out of Grand Dam and land in a hand-stand
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| Any man planin a battle will get snatched out of his clothes so fast
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| He’ll look like an invisible man standin
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| I’m headin for hell
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| Id rather be dead or in jail
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| Bill Clinton hit this, and you better inhale
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| Because any MC that chooses to go against me Is getting taken advantage of like Monica Lewinski
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| (Leave me alone)
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| Came home in a friendsie
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| Pushin a 10 speed, screaming to Aunt Peg (Aunt Peg!)
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| With 3 spokes sticking out of my pant leg
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| Fuck a headache, give me a migraine, Damn it! |
| I like pain
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| You should be anywhere that I might gain
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| You rap knowin you wack
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| You act up I throw u down a flight of steps
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| And then throw you back up them
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| If they don’t like the track then fuck them
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| The rap struck them harder then gettin hit by a Mack truck
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| And then backed up on Any half ass known rapper to trespass better
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| be ready for the second Celebrity Deathmatch (ding ding)
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| So, tell the medic to bring the medication in quickly (hurry up!)
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| I’m sicker than the Tupac dedication to biggie
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| I’m free fallin feet first out of a damn tree to Stamped your chest so you cant breathe
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| When I’m down to my last breathe I’m gonna climb
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| The empire state building and get to the last steep
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| and still have half left
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| (eminem)
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| Bad, the bad
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| (Royce)
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| Bad meets the evil
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| (eminem)
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| The evil
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| (Royce)
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| take the evil with the evil
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| (eminem)
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| Put em together
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| (Royce)
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| What? |
| Nine-Nine
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| (eminem)
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| Two times, Slim Shady, Royce the 5'9 |