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    Real niggaz only... hah...
    First of all, what's my name? Five-Nine!
    Yeah... I got somethin for you
    I got somethin for you, yeah

    They call me Royce 5-9 or, Mr. Always Ice Cold Wristed
    or, Mr. None Of Your Business
    Mr. Consistant In Conflict, for so dope lyrics
    The hardest hittin nigga in show bid'ness
    Came in this game with a pissy-ass 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 being 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 nigga Slim, let's grow

    [Chorus: repeat 2X]
    Let us grow up, now we got here
    We can't stop here, we too far
    All my niggaz, y'all my niggaz
    and you all know who you are

    Royce 5-9 or, twelve men and one
    About as explosive as them shells in your gun
    Mr. Quick To Pull A Thing On You just for your loot
    Mr. Mr. Mr. 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
    Suck my BALLS 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 witchu, what's in it?
    Y'all niggaz is all punks and your jewels is rented
    And your 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 shit 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 cent nigga
    Bitches know that with me that the cum gets quicker
    Mr. Always Got Some Cris' Or A Pistol
    Rather diss you than chill wit 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 niggaz talk to me (nope) no way
    This is not what I'm here for, give me my money
    Faggots only attract faggots, and that's that
    You rap rat, you fuckin roaches and black maggots
    Feelin my heat, I talk shit from the moment I wake up
    Turn right around and talk shit in my sleep - let's grow


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