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royce da 6 feet deep - osyris antham lyrics

[sample: lupe fiasco]
“this n*gga a sucker, right?”

[sample: royce da 5’9”]
“this is what i want you to do next time you go to eodub. you go tell them motherf*ckers royce da 5’9” said, ‘i’ll come up there and wipe the floor with all of them motherf*ckers.’”

[verse]
yeah
you know the homie just hit me on the text
he said, “lupe just said you was the best”
i’m like, “he’s always saying that, he’s a mess”
he said, “he thinks royce couldn’t even step”
i’m like, “royce is cool, but i’m just
not to say i’m not moved and not impressed
but the joints and tunes never connect
i mean at least with me, it’s subject*“
if rappers want to come and swinging on them monkey bars
come along, i’ma put my slippers on and done them off
i’m involved, new n*gga [?] in my thoughts
i hope [?] and you talking to the source
ain’t a clubhouse chat when you’re talking to the boss
like keith stanfield, rappers fiddle on their* pause
i’m too dope, every bar excites women
you’re just a black man with residuals white privilege
i’m too cold, so i inspire the nice n*ggas
you’re too old, prune juice, tell ‘em goodnight, n*gga
you’re the og, respect, ain’t here to fight with you
but i’m here to keep it real, just letting this light hit you
wiping up me, you don’t know me, please stop it, bul
if you ain’t meet eminem, you’d definitely be wiping floors
you’d be marching for that minimum wage
instead of letting clubhouse n*ggas get you enraged
this is michael jordan, [?] come and get you this fade
the fear inside your eyes can’t be hid in the shades
you wear the same glasses all these different days
and play sam jackson all these different ways
django, your whole life caping for a white man
hard to be fly with these snakes on your flight, fam
it ain’t fiction when your blood pump that marvel at
when i leave nick furious with one eye, d*mn
i’m having fun with you at my focals
so i’m pointing gun fingers while i’m doing the bogle
you don’t diss famous n*ggas, why you’re shooting at locals?
you got the right one, drop finish him vocals
you said that you’re the best, where, why, what, when?
you can’t make hits or freestyle off the head
i was blindfolded giving lyrics sight
and me and you will probably both lose a versus to vanilla ice
no hip*hop classics in your repertoire
nothing i hear in your bars hasn’t been said before
going platinum is something that you were checking off
but would your life be like no eminem involved
“h*llo there, well welcome to wal*mart
my name’s ryan, can i get you a small cart?
a sale’s on the chicken in the frozen section
breast, wings, thighs, man, the whole selection
you sell checkout, this line’s an eternity
i should know, it’s my 20th anniversary
can i read you a poem, no, dern it, g
i get ahead of myself most certainly”
nah sh*t, you would be working at sales
and still won’t go diamond if you were working at zales
i will k!ll you off the head, make you look like a baby
so i’m playing your game since the pen is your lane, g
all these years you can’t freestyle, this n*gga is lazy
lupe looking at you like, “this n*gga is crazy”
how you gon’ diss a whole community of rappers
and think none of them will come k!ll you right after, uh
run it, royce, running raps real freaking rad
annihilating all adversaries, i’m here to tax
follow forums functioning for funerals in fact
that was a piece, rest in peace to gift of gab
nickle nine ain’t worth 14 cents
i k!ll you, now your cadaver got 14 scents
i’m breaking all of your limbs, need morphine? yes
and breaking all of your ribs, take one deep breath
i’m changing all your believers to atheists
stop pacing, all of your breathing, i’m dumping stress
right into your noggin, fam, stop talking
you was kim k on them bar exams, nah
i’m not impressed by your vocal register
i know rap well, you are no competitor
i’m lebron james with the stroke of federer
rain on your parade, i’m a potent revealer
your ego was the reason for this open letter, bruh
so it’s lsd, gon’ hope you focus better, love
hip*hop saved my life, to quote the messenger
now i’m taking yours never know what pressure was
“i’m bad meets evil”, whatever, jerk
you met another renegade brooklyn n*gga with the better verse
you were unknown and got easily replaced
your very best friend did it evenly with haste
industry sh*t, he sacrificed you for a plate
the irony presented in your attitude today
i know you thought your bars was just f*cking up hov
but ‘cause i’m an unknown, i can’t cut you up slow
shut your mouth enough, ho, put some money up though
you and the grim reaper, come cuddle up, bro
your man say i rap better than you, told you i rap better than you
and then you diss, it’s not clever, my dude
you upsetting the wolves
i know a high school kid named [?] who rap better than you
i could run a marathon and run eight miles extra
nothing to rap along with this 8 mile extra
you should probably join sosa, learn what it’s about
polish up the sk!lls, stop counting all your clout
next time you’re on ig sitting in your house
make sure you keep eodub right up out your mouth
easy

- osyris antham lyrics

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