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[Royce Da 5'9"]
Yeah, still you lame, high as it be
If I'm ya highness in ya streets, I can honestly compete
Wit any n***a, feel the pain, my odyssey just creeps
Peep a n***a silver chain, no diamonds in the peice
I been chillin on dog for years... now you hard?
I got scars bigger in ya individual career
Who the f** is Denaun, he don't even write rhymes
Actin like he rap harder then who - the Kon Artis is you
Now you get spoken up on how the heats on you
n***a you must be smokin and jokin
Slim got 50, and now it's time for change
Shady records lookin like a broke down dollar, you gotta be ashamed
And you can't even stop it
Em got 50 Cent, the rest of you n***as change in his pocket
Don't you n***as see he let you come and get twisted
And you dissin me, but you n***as is unfinished business
SMUCK you n***as tryna be
On every other n***as nuts, in the industry you findin me
From Busta Rhymes to Jay-Z to Nas to ME!
Didn't see me, yet them n***as won't you to rhyme wit peeks
n***as is HIDIN in the streets, lyin on me
It's funny, cause they paint a picture like I be in TONS of beef
Be out every night fightin, provin sh**
Jealous a** n***as, I ain't gotta prove sh**!
That means you could die from the felt response
Fear my next move like, Eminem huggin on Elton John
Except Y'ALL playin career Russian Roulette
There will never be another D-12 album n***a, what you bet
Who ain't eatin, I'mma star, n***a, on my 4th deal
I'm so full, I'm feelin fatter then Bizarre
MINUS the shower cap, and them dirty-a** Nike's
Minus the stutter, minus the ugly-a** wife
Y'all don't know what it takes to win, n***a
I'll spar up wit ya boss, we made each other show up late to the gym
So I said it - you n***as is whack
That n***a ask me my opinion, is it true, don't fall for that
n***a step unto the turf, everybody think y'all WHACK
What you gon' write a diss record to the earth?
You n***as is Shady statistics, the whole world know
Who the broke-a** crew, wit the radio hits is
Warren's n***as is takin ya pictures, you just dummy's
You less money then Slim spends on Hailie for Christmas
I know Slim see the mistakes that he made
Treatin y'all like Dre treated Hittman, and Lady of Rage
Even them n***as is smarter then y'all n***as, the cloth
That I whip my f**in gun down, is harder then y'all
Ya hustle is over, the rhyme bout is through
I got ya coach on the sideline, touchin his shoulder
TIMEOUT - it's over, it's over