Another Hit

Lyrics

[Intro] Welcome to the future You rockin' with Royce da 5'9" The year is 3000, yeah We gonna get hype, hot hot rock rock [Chorus] There he is with another hit Hot hot All the kids in the gutter get Rock rock Cause I spit nothing other than Hot hot And if you want that other shit Stop stop There he is with another hit Hot hot All the kids in the gutter get Rock rock Cause I spit nothing other than Hot hot And if you want that other shit Stop stop [Verse 1] Yo I'm hot hot Spittin' in mics like jock box On top, like as precise as a stop watch Cypher of lights, bright lights, nice tights Eye sights on tight writes like five mics Next source, next door to Hector Lex sport, next tour it effects more You small time You're money is all mine Easy money Half of these cats is all blind Get split, rip hits with Rick Swift Sixth sense, don't forget what you're chick spent Control mine, gold mine Never sold mine its show time Broke his nose with a clothes line Next club check stub from ex gov Flex love on a track that's a test of On a max sale just so the snare snap well (What does this mean?) Who cares? As long as the track sell [Chorus] There he is with another hit Hot hot All the kids in the gutter get Rock rock Cause I spit nothing other than Hot hot And if you want that other shit Stop stop There he is with another hit Hot hot All the kids in the gutter get Rock rock Cause I spit nothing other than Hot hot And if you want that other shit Stop [Verse 2] Stop it Lock it with another rhyme topic Big crew that I flock with Resting in gothic Buildings 180 degree ceilings Stealing, push ya grill in Secret compartment to conceal in Feelin' Get in where you fit in Half freestyle, half written Heads spinning Rhymes submitted in two minutes I said women Is you with me? Nah black, I said women Floss rollies, goldies Leaving ya lof holy Lost totally To get it across goalie Big boys, big toys Big poys, big boys Oops.. I meant big noise Half rap, half act Rap act say I rap wack Black mac for a half bag Too crude Took your crew jewels with two roo Too rude, wearing the legendary blue shoes Third, one-third, one slur Sun splurred off of the top to cop one fur Black male in the form of a crack sale (What are you talkin' about?) Who cares? As long as the track sells [Chorus] There he is with another hit Hot hot All the kids in the gutter get Rock rock Cause I spit nothing other than Hot hot And if you want that other shit Stop stop There he is with another hit Hot hot All the kids in the gutter get Rock rock Cause I spit nothing other than Hot hot And if you want that other shit Stop [Verse 3] Wrong move, wrong dude, song's cued Long uze, counter-attack for Kung Fu Lace beats, escape heat, face me Put up your dukes, I shoot I play cheat Foreplay in your doorway It's my forte, four legs Doing it the mature way Savvy leaving tragedies in the alley Casualties, then mashin' out in the navvy Black Lugz, gats plug, take back thugs Snatch Bugz Act thug then get a back rub Show you, blow you through your snow roof Reach under your seat for heat b, there's no use Seven seal, I'm set with eleven mil I expect the real or expect a check that I haven't filled Fearing faces whenever I appear in places One ear and out the other then you hearin' naythin' Sore losers get mad at the four cruisers Traders hate that I made it before Judas Rap hell to a brotha who rap well (What you doin' man?) Who cares? As long as the track sell [Chorus] There he is with another hit Hot hot All the kids in the gutter get Rock rock Cause I spit nothing other than Hot hot And if you want that other shit Stop stop There he is with another hit Hot hot All the kids in the gutter get Rock rock Cause I spit nothing other than Hot hot And if you want that other shit Stop There he is with another hit Hot hot All the kids in the gutter get Rock rock Cause I spit nothing other than Hot hot And if you want that other shit Stop stop There he is with another hit Hot hot All the kids in the gutter get Rock rock Cause I spit nothing other than Hot hot And if you want that other shit Stop stop