Royce Da 5'9'' Lyrics

Royce Da 5'9'' Lyrics

"Nickel Nine Is Lyrics"

Tule's Blues Lyrics
c. Mr. Bones Music/BMI (1969? 1970?)c. 196 EMI-Capitol Music Special Markets Oh Tule, it's on account of you that I've been weeping Here behind my hand It's lonesome in my heart's land, as the sands of the desert Oh, tell me, why was it always you, who, through the changes You, who always sang and played while the green vespers rang In the heart of the hillside It's a sad

[Intro: Royce]
Uhh-uhh uhh uhh, yeah homeboy
Two gangstas, whattup Smut Peddlers?
My man Milo, yeah yeah yeah
Whattup Ruckus? We gangstas, yeah
Niggaz don't know me, call me heat
That's all you know is these verses, these names
Nigga nigga nigga

[Chorus]
Nickel Nine is - me, not, them
This is - him, not, they
Royce, Reef, double, R
Beef is close but trouble's, far
Nickel Nine is what the rhyme is
I put my time in, nigga Nickel Nine is
Uhh uhh - me, not, them
This is - him, not, they
Yo, he is.

[Royce Da 5'9"]
The reason why the funds is dizzy
Money continuously spendin, round and around like a frisbee
My runs is sticky from, the second-hand smoke
from outta the guns they busy, EHH-EHH-EHH-EHH come get me
He is - quick on the draw, sa
Anything - Featuring Jay-Z Lyrics
I'll do a bid lose a rib bust a cap trust in that run up in heaven doors to trade my life in for yours leave a steak up out the door me costa sue costa just remmeber to turn the lights on in the hall my brother from another pop minus one shot we runing with g money man we all we got from the coop to the stoop the big dudes stoping us from playing hoops in us getting mad throwing rocks off the r
me nine
that I used when he thought I copped it and popped it at the same time
Shit, carry tools, you gotta
The streets is over-populated with niggaz who cheap, like Andrew Goulatta
Royce and Reef, double R
When the gutterest beefs meet with the troubled bar it's nothin but heat
Niggaz I'm in and outta this booth, like Clark Kent for the youth
Flyin with the NARC proof tint for the Coupe
Niggaz be trippin a lot, so I keep the longest clip in a lock
Hit you while you loadin the clip in the glock
like BLAOW! No life, no breath
The only games I play is "Umi Says" like Mos Def (nigga)

[Chorus]

[Royce Da 5'9"]
Over-protected, heed the poet's connections
When it goes in effect the only thing froze is the necklace
That's it, keep the gat by me, I'm that rowdy
Enough Is Enough Lyrics
From my side it isn't fair all the stories circling around. All the same, too late now and you did it all just for fun. Can't take a joke or crack a smile when I'm talkin with you? I'm not that stupid or not that proud that fun can't be allowed. But when you lie and fuck things up just to prove that you are tough I find it hard just to brush it off, enough is enough. I can't see the fun from your point of view. That sh
So none of you's can see me like Jack Ponty
None of you niggaz bad as me, I got a +Mobb+
and we +Deep+ like Hav' and P, so get a job! (uhh)
My shoes is, nine and a half, size is too big
For every thug nigga listen and they noddin his head
You better know that, he is a motherfuckin throwback
Rap niggaz nowadays is so wack, wish I could go back
Shit is undone; so I spend money like
it's more from where it came, even more where it didn't come from
The time it took to write this, I could be sellin twice this
Some white shit like, my venom is drivers priceless
My goons they'll put you away
And if it's heat then it is no beef, homie I'll cook you today (c'mon)

[Chorus]

[Royce Da 5'9"]
I got niggaz like, "That's Eminem's man, ain't it?"
Like that's my name, like
Can't Stop Me Lyrics
I just can't imagine how it would be To look in your eyes and feel misery I can't believe what I would say If I moved for your hand and you moved it away Oh, and I may have done wrong Won't you give me some time It won't take me long It's a yes-and-no game All pain and no gain You're here in my life It's what I'm here for Can't stop me from loving you And nothing can
I changed it when my man became famous
By the way, you ain't beefin with Slim, you beefin with US
So, stay out the magazines, keep it (shh shh) hush, okay?
These motherfuckin rappers is hilarious dawg
You never too big for that box cause the area's small
And you'll fit (yeah) six feet deep is where you will sit
Bring your crew, I'll turn sixteen deep into a trip
To the sky (sky)

Yeah, you don't wanna hover
Your mommy wouldn't like it
Whattup Proof? My nigga
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

[Chorus] w/ minor variations

[Outro: Royce]
Yeah, Nickel Nine is what the rhyme is
I put my time motherfucker Nickel Nine, is
Nigga, yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah, Wall Street
My nigga X-Gov, Tre' Little, Shecky Green
Game nigga, spit Game nigga, yeah