Royce the 5'9" (Interlude)

Tony Touch & Royce Da 5'9" - Rap
Royce the 5'9" (Interlude)
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[Royce] Detroit, yeah.. Royce 5-9, Tony TOUCH! The year is 2000 Mr. Quick-to-Slap-and-Punch Uhh uhh uhh uhh... what? Yo, yo – I'm entirely too hard to listen to talk I get raw and get this clip and draw, send you to Mars Niggas with hidden hearts get written off Find yaself, bruh You barely know what your click is called, cowboy You wish you could spar with half of a mind Kill you with half of a line Without a need to continue the bar It's a infamous art, not many can spit from the heart Turnin' pens into darts It's what you call "meant for the charts" So, rather, I'm sayin' "Fuck you" and flippin' you off Man, these infinite thoughts in the bank, so enter the vault My visions assault your sister for description are lost Every time a nigga piss me off, stick on the wall So even when the nigga not lookin', he listen and pause Forget it, dog – when I spit at y'all, you shit in your drawers I'm comin' at you from e'ry angle And the shit can be very painful So how you luh that? Scared ain't you...
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- Royce Da 5'9"