Royce Da 5'9'' lyrics

"Independent's Day lyrics"

Pimpin' lyrics
[Hook] [Man] Pimpin is a alive, these niggas just jive [Man] I've been stackin and mackin since '75 [Man] When I come thru in the Benz hoes tell they friends that [Women] Thats my daddy, daddy [Man] Pimpin is a alive, these niggas just jive [Man] I'

What....wha...
5'9! I'm the King!
What...yeah...what, yo...

[CHORUS]
I'm-a rhyme til I can't rhyme no more
Burn til I can't burn no more
Shine til there's no shine no more
Til the earth can't turn no more
Until I'm 5'9 no nore (I'm the king!) [2x]

Ya'll niggaz is real cocky on the street
Til I drop you on ya knees
Knock you on ya feet, I'm like Rocky on the reach
I rain while you hope to sustain dope in this game
Somethin' you can't stop, you can only hope to contain
I can aim so I blaze my tool
I got a name from usin' pocket change to pay my dues (

Rollin' Thru The Hood lyrics
[VERSE 1] Yesterday, I rolled through the hood And I seen somethin' And it hurt me Yesterday, I rolled throught the hood And I seen somethin' And it hurt me You were talkin' to that woman Like you could show her somethin' And I didn't know what to do You pulled out your

niggaz know!)
I'm sharp as a shank and about as soft as you think
I'm hangin from the cross of your link, you get offered a drink
Niggaz is fast learners, you're only as hot as the back burner
From mad rappers and clap burners
Talk to the foot thinkin' you real
I'm starin' at the face of ya bill forgettin' how George Washington looks
You came to box a nigga that's flat out dirty
Just name the spot and I'll be there a half hour early
I write for the purpose to express a view
A nigga that's wack? You a nigga that I don't like as a person

[CHORUS 2x]

I'm in shape to give you a

Dead Man Walking lyrics
He swivels his head Tears his eyes from the screen As his past puts him back in Atlantic City There's not even a demon in Heaven or Hell Is it all just human disguise As I walk down the aisle And I'm gone gone gone Now I'm older than movies Let me dance away Now

quick whoopin', hard asshole in the wall
Frownin' up, niggaz thinkin' you sick cuz you sick lookin'
I'm heated, an' I'm-a go to trial blowin' my triggers
Ya'll niggaz ain't rough, you need to smile more in ya pictures
Split somebody, and serve the nigga whose style you bit
That bit like 10 niggaz that bit somebody
Top of the world, all that's around you is beneath me
Me learnin' from your mistakes is the only way you can teach me
Mo' thunder, cockin' big heat
So undergrounds niggaz wit' beef can get mo' under, 6 feet
Man ya missles, I plan to dis you
Unleash wit' about 30 punches before the fir

Hypersonic lyrics
Overwhelmed, savage sculpture Vibrating scream, eat me like a vulture Burns me up quickly, can't slow down Need to get higher where I can't be found Chorus Got reach my super climax Although the pleasure gives me pain I'm shooting, shooting to a hypersonic plane Yeah baby Hypersonic, oh yea

st lands and hits you
Niggaz I doubt ya'll cuz I'm an outlaw
Right-handed, built wit' a left that can arm wrestle a southpaw
Gun shine bright, (ya'll niggaz?) ya'll need to rhyme like 5'9
Unsigned wit' hype... (King!)

[CHORUS 2x]

[scratches]
I'm the kiiiiiiiing....on the microphone
I'm the kiiiiiiiing....no, no I ain't jokin'
I'm the kiiiiiiiing....that's in command, that's in command
I'm the kiiiiiiiing....on the microphone
I'm the kiiiiiiiing....the funk rhymin' master
I'm the kiiiiiiiing....that's in command, that's in command

I'm the kiiiiiiiing....