[Verse 1 - Royce Da 5'9"]
My arms are heavy, knees weak, palms are sweaty
n***as wanna see me gone already
From this song on its on, you about to be swept away
Yesterday is long gone
I took some time, to redefine my style
I, kept my cool, sun was behind the clouds
You lames can't put me in the same category as a rookie
Nope, my name ain't new
Rappers can't push me, as high as I can
Push myself, you not inspiring
The stolen spot is open, I chose to not, listen
And I don't even know what's hot or who dissin'
Or who's consistent or who's nice or not
Who's on top, or who's wife is sniffin'
Or who's meltin' soon, to be failin'
All I know is the way, the streets felt bout "Boom"
[Hook - Royce Da 5'9"]
Regardless, n***a pump yo brakes
Ya car is movin fast, we will lump your face
Regardless, me and Cash will come
And take yo a** away far, n***a don't play
Regardless, the M-I-C
We kickin a** and takin names, you can't ID
Regardless, me and Tre is comin
Out to play wit you today, it's curfew
[Verse 2 - Royce Da 5'9"]
D-Elite! we comin wit the lighting and thunder
Under the rain, to pump it, you need a jeep!
You need at least
Some speakers, while ya glue'd to ya seat
From cruisin', while I creep through ya system
I'm gon' be heard, as God is my word
Deliverin' the kind of murder, KOCH don't deserve
The real will cop it
Every label in the world
Look out for me, I will k** yo roster
I will shut this sh** down!
And on top of that, I could f** yo b**h now
It's hard to believe, that Columbia couldn't market me
To do numbers like D-12 at least!
I played myself, for radio play
I never dance, but the sk** it self, is a second chance
I'm BACK wit tools by me, start the beef
I'm bout to part these streets, like "Bruce Almighty"
[Hook]