[Chorus]

Ridin, survivin

Tryin not to die and tryna cop a island

5'9" and, sleazy

The game needs me, cause I'm drama

I got problems, I can't resolve 'em

It's no beefin, I can't call 'em

I'm ridin, survivin

Tryin not to die then, look him in his eyes then



[Royce Da 5'9"]

Royce 5'9", YEAH.. yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, remember me?



The hype man that came in to blaze shit

Brought in by the white man like I came on a slave ship

and chains; no master can turn his back on the only rapper

can match him and burn him on his own track with him

No goin back with him; cause holmes actin like

he got Capone backin him (why?) He's gone platinum

WOW, I'm hurt, cause now his words

Cause now he famous 'bout as down to earth as it rains the worst

My value will grow with my next release

CUT THE CHECK, I suggest you invest in extra ink

My next album should raise the brow of every man, woman and child

And today, I gotta get paid

You got a sign on your door that says "Keep Out"

I can't fire no more, I can't reach out

You truly know more later after you learn

My last favor to ask you was when, "Don't do me no more favors"



[Chorus]



[Royce: over Chorus]

Yeah, yeah, yeah

5'9", yeah

Cause I'm drama, yeah!

How the fuck you gon' forget about me niggaz?



[Outro: Royce Da 5'9"]

Yeah, yeah, I'ma show you muh'fuckers

how to go from no buzz, to a big-ass buzz

I'm a ill motherfucker

I don't need nobody to hold my motherfuckin hand

Whatever niggaz, one hun'ned

'03 is my year nigga, Royce 5'9"

The drama king nigga, DRAMA



[Chorus]



[Royce: over Chorus]

"Rock City Version 2.0" in stores right now

Feel me!

"Dead or Alive" the new album comin in Spring niggaz

If you gonna go buy the motherfucker pray for me

If not, FIGHT ME!

Motherfucker, holla!