Royce Da 5'9" - It's Tuesday (intro) lyrics

It's Royce 5'9!! [Royce talking] Yeah, you scared ain't you? Haha Relax.. it's just music (It's Royce 5'9!!) D-Elite, Jah 5'9, Royce 5'9 Cha Cha, Cut Throat, Billy Nix My n***a Tre' Little, my n***a E The Rock City n***az, we in a world of our own Don't you wanna come ride wit us? Come ride wit us Yeah, ride wit us down in Seven Mile n***az with Rock City tattoos on they forearms n***az throwin they sevens up wit.. Detroit D tattooed on they hand That's how we do.. n***az'll die for this sh** Time to play.. check it out Aiyyo, sit back, smoke, the joke is over, you woke This is pure provoked "Murder", it's over "She Wrote" I don't know how n***az manage to sleep Wake up! The clock radio done panicked the streets Say somethin! I been waitin now hand me these beats I'm simply a branch of the Slim Shady family tree That'll snap - D12 first in line of the wrath, I came last Bout to put my size nine and a half, in the game's a** Once I hit the booth I swooped on n***az like "Whoosh" Two-bit n***az, coupes, and figures we rule I been viscious, dissless and from one track to the next I was gangsta when rap was nothin but the hats with the X I sat and watched album for album, n***az flop n***az went from pro-black to Italian, I was hot I worked my f**in a** off, hopin to blast off Now I'ma let y'all see me, like when Ghost took his mask off Give you more run for ya ones, packin a full clip Rapper n***az come witcha guns, don't bullsh** I'ma only give you wild sh**, rap with a mild pitch Only clever with that occasional style switch Y'all n***az play around on the mic, that's why I'm bout to lay it down Savor they way that you soundin tonight Because, I listen to y'all n***az records on Fool's Day Now crack open and bump my sh**, it's Tuesday! [women singing] It's Royce 5'9!! This n***a know he too cool But don't ya know ya too smooth I really love how ya do It ain't no other like you You better wake up, he's coming...