Royce Da 5?9?

Royce Da 5?9? - I & Me songtekst

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Royce is goin to fuckin kill you





Ha, true motherfuckers know

This be the realest shit I ever wrote

Yeah, up in the studio gettin blowed

Truest shit I ever spoke





How can I go from rockin wit Dre, to fallin out

Wit Shady, and popin my glock on the block to droppin on Koch!

Mistakes that I've made, I've learned to regret

Impatiently we blazin them AK's, to earn the respect

(I) don' been in the trenches for years, in this rap shit

Where my name is mention is fear, compared to that shit

(I) don' paid my dues, (I) don' learned more from my mistakes

Then I learned in any grade in my school

(I) could have made you today, (I) could raise ya brow

On a label that's foul or made you on radio play

(I) could guide myself, through the game myself

Give you the chills, kill hip hop, and save myself

(I) learned to behave myself, people choose sides when

They figure you die, I learned they take away my wealth

All these niggaz that used to page me, everyday that I dealt

But they all gone, y'all wrong, (I) page myself, because





I do this music for me, I take time and put pride in it

This music is me, it's no ruinin me

I'm the truest MC, as hot as you need me to be, as cool as can be

If you was true as me, then this for you, but I do it for

I do this music for me, I take time and put pride in it

This music is me, it's no ruinin me

I'm the truest MC, as hot as you need me to be, as cool as can be

If you was true as me, then this for you, but I do it for me





Every breath I breathe, every second I have

To be in the lab, wit young man, makin a track at least

In the basement, rappin in peace, +Patiently Waiting+

To blow up and grow up, back and away from this rappin beef shit

All of that should cease, cause I feel like quittin

Back to the factory, rap for ME, when I feel like spittin

Go out and kill a clown a day, don't call me Royce no more

It's Ryan, I just threw Detroit's crown away!

It's only so many times, I could let my temper get tested

I can't handle it, I'll eventually get aressted

I'm on the verge of doin some things, that won't help - shit!

Take myself away from my family, is so selfish

I can't help shit, lately I been ignorin rules

You takin care of too many people, to go and lose

(I) do my music and speak truely, without the influence of movies

Or these fools in the street, that wanna do me, nigga









True motherfuckers know

This be the realest shit I ever wrote

Yeah, up in the studio gettin blowed

Truest shit I ever spoke

Yeah, hopin you true motherfuckers know

This be the realest shit I ever wrote

Yeah, up in the studio gettin blowed

Truest shit I ever spoke
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