[Royce Da 5'9"]

I'm runnin up on you, whether you packin or not

Whether I'm packin or not, wit the intent to flatten your knot

Shinin like ten diamonds, I been rhymin

I write shit the pen guides it, spittin harder then ten hydrants

Firin on who tryna take mine, this nigga here

Send you around, let it spin you around on the ground waist high

I'm too authentic, I'll end it soon as you walk in it

Who wanna holla, you get swallowed in a New York minute

And if ya record is Gold, then stay on ya goals

If ya Platinum listenin to me, stay on ya toes

Yo they done it now, I'm over the edge, these niggas wanna stay underground

(Why) that's why the money's over thier heads

In doubt I be rowdy, I'm possibly the hottest since the Rakim odessey

Got niggas saying "How does he do it"

Ayo I gotta be, cause ain't a nigga hotter than me

Go head lie to me, say you know somebody, and I demolish him

Dead up, I got rhymes to make you shut up

Havin you doubtin yourself, as to why you even have your head up

I shit on, ever contender I pick on

Cause whenever it's on, I'm comin wit different levels to flip on

Dope - whether you like it or not

Give off somke in a cypherin spot, cause I'm liquid nitrogen hot

You ain't did nothing I ain't done, if you ever said something dope

I ain't said yet, it's prolly on the tip of my tongue

I've had it wit y'all, tryna bring static and brawl

Either I'ma kill you, or you ain't make me made at all

Phony-fuck cliques could suck dick, you know only Royce 5'9"

Spit only rough shit, when it comes to the Tony Touch shit

It's over consider this laced, I'll probably be the first nigga

To get a hip-hop quotable on a mixtape

What, yo Royce 5'9", Detroit shine time, Bad and Evil comin soon