[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]