Lyrics Let's Grow - Royce 5'9

Let's Grow

Real n**gaz only, first of all, what’s my name?
5'9″!
Yeah, I got somethin' for you, I got somethin' for you, yeah
They call me Royce 5'9"or Mister Always-Ice-Cold
Wristed or Mister None-of-Yo'-Business
Mister Consistant-in-Conflict for so dope lyrics
Harvest, the hardest hittin' n**ga in show bid’ness
Came in this game with a pissy-a** attitude
Arrogant like «Shut up!"laughin' that you a trick
I wasn’t happy before but I’m happy today
I’m rappin' today, lookin' to get a plaque in my day
So I met this white boy one night, who turned out
To be the illest human bein' I ever heard in my life
He took me under his wing and showed me some things
And molded me into a pro until the flow was mean
Taught me not to do it like this but to do it like that
Threw me all types of love and I threw it right back
Though we don’t talk as much, we never let the game
Consume us, cause we too real, my n**ga Slim, let’s grow
Let us grow up, now we got here
We can’t stop here, we too far
All my n**gaz, y’all my n**gaz
And you all know who you are, let’s grow
Yeah, Royce 5'9"or twelve men in one
About as explosive as them shells in yo' gun
Mister Quick-to-Pull-a-Thing-on-You just for yo' loot
Mister-Mister-Mister Quick-to-Swing-on-You before he shoot
I’m the finest tuned rappin' machine rappin' a scene since
Way back when there was only rappin' in Queens
S**k my b**ls if you competin' with me homeboy
I don’t dream, I’m the type to just be homeboy
Sucka free is like a religion I honor and serve
And more common in words, a song with you, what’s in it?
Y’all n**gaz is all punks and yo' jewels is rented
And yo' diamonds is all dark, like they blue but tinted
I would never kill none of y’all, I ain’t that fool
But I will stomp the sh** out you, I ain’t that cool
You ain’t even gotta greet me when you see, matter of fact
You better give me five feet when you see me, where you at?
Let’s grow
Royce 5'9"or one sick n**ga
B**ches know that with me that the c** gets quicker
Mister Always-Got-Some-Cris'-or-a-Pistol
Rather diss you than chill with you and will hit you
The insanest monster that came and conquered
A game that remains to be full of trained imposters
I will not let you n**gaz talk to me, nope, no way
This is not what I’m here for, give me my money
F**gots only attract f**gots, and that’s that
You rap rat, you f**kin' roaches and black maggots
Feelin' my heat, I talk sh** from the moment I wake up
Turn right around and talk sh** in my sleep, let’s grow