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HI ROYCE...
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DJ Premier
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Ay, this a tribute..to the best MC Hi Royce! Let's go Go Brrrrt bap bap Bodies just drop drop Y’all getting boxed off The coffins I drop off I got em for your squad That’s verbalising My theme: Murder I be serving My kind of triplets, from an M16 bursting Need burners? Imma find my 9 and I’m riding Got a Bump stock strap in back if they Try to ride up beside him I am the problem Commonly defined as the GOAT Imma reload When I riddle you it’s not the kind you decode! This raid you will not survive Swat em watch em drop like flies This dude will dual wield Aim and spray on all you guys Kill on sight Strapped with gats with cataracts so As they blast they harmonise No 808s, y’all won't slide I’m getting the techs The message is sent Your vital signs like your stock dropped Into the red You kids getting checked If you were really thinking ahead You would’ve read up before You were red up, deaded and Ditched in a trench! The sh*t I’m gripping it could Leave em finished for good Gun so big descriptions don’t even fit in a book Dangle em off the balcony For thinking I’m suge These b*t*hes is shook Go against me I’m wishing they would! Before you grab your pen, trynna make your schemes hurt me I’m only addressing disrespect from Those I deem worthy Let em catch the hammer Hear thunder clapping and ya Should be worried Not low-key, Leave early, or leave early Graves take em away Stay making em pay Respect they owe then Have em write an Ode and Reverse the Disrespect they gave I’m incentivised to denigrate Watch me murk the Fake stay in your lane Ya weak to me Words that i'm etching gon' Murder the metronome Only write the type of lines that’ll Burn and give septum holes In a sense I’m dope They side don’t f**k with me Except em hoes Accept I’m cold Learn that there’s levels bro Word, It was never close One burst and they left as ghost They words echo, in the halls I’m from a different haunt A world you will never know I’m purging my lessers so Less is more Dope and more blessings Lesson em, let em know Listen close, let’s unfold The type of magazine that make They centrefold I’m a staple, the kind you pin up I’m with a pin up and I’m getting blown All of y’all lacking control, and ima go Slashing the throat Of favourite rappers, grabbing the throne Take it and im stashing that in my home With the others kick my feet up on that b*t*h, and I’m laughing real slow Ha ha, ha ha, know you battlers won’t Come with rah rah, I’m speaking sins, snatching ya soul Because y’all thought, your blah blah, was actually dope I go bop bop, I bleed em then it’s back to these poems In the schemes you see my evil twin Don’t delete the script, or plead the fifth No, i leave it in My voice’ll leak the truth through These beats when I be ethering Killing it is not a choice for me Know It be the end Result when I’m speaking this Made of these ingredients Kendrick mix him with Royce and Preem A good kid but not in my prime Spit hitting like Floyd with the Strength of George foreman leave MCs grilled Spitting out all they teeth, all can see Cryps gift is destroying dreams Voiding beats, trashing em Blast and bring em back again Kill that b*t*h a second time To send to mix and mastering I mastered my flow The toe tagging protagonist so I spit the verses and give meaning Like a backronym Have em flip With that Acrobatic wit I balance beams, raps And grabbing rings Have em hit the mattresses Practicing Banned techniques, Korbut flip Accessing Secret styles, I keep em now They cannot have the facts within I flip scripts dude You think that you Close no bro, I blow domes of B*t*hes who Try to match it, psychopathic When I grip this tool Explode Hitting you, with the Tick tick tick tick, boom! I been bomb, follow the record I’m ticked off they get clocked trynna talk on my entrance Explode at shows, till they got me arrested You get popped with the pile of bodies blocking the exit I can learn you quick wit lessons, and just know that This sh*t I’m gripping could split your midsection In a blink if ya testing Sharp blade iris slit if your staring I’m alive in the mix and picked red With two, Wires to split Don’t trust me, you guys better dip Im writing this sh*t down for my benefit So I don’t act out all the Crimes that I could commit Stepping in a cypher Judo flip ya, crushing rhymes You won’t boo, you won’t speak You won’t spit a f**king line It’s not going to stop With the flow that I got Cause I became water y’all are Flowing like rock Fall back in the mix, get capped You talk crap when you spit Halitosis, y’all chatting some sh*t See ya better go the scope Theoretical reticles Put you in a concert with Pac rapping in it Don’t try to compete I’m the one that they aspire to be But know that ya won’t Find a repeat Deny and I’ll be Stealing ya life, like a thief in the night Flow patterns have ya Die in your sleep It’s natural causes Rhyming disease, toe tagging Rappers regardless of the Time that it be, a**a**in of authors Don’t play this track in your car cause Each bar dropped’s a car bomb You end up dead in your Tracks if you start up Better get away leave soon This ain’t a threat okay Know that I never play, these dudes Pray my Mental state be cool For their own safety, true Cause I’m a walking talking MOAB Boom!
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