Royce Da 5'9" - Mighty Floe Young lyrics

[Intro: cuts and scratches by DJ Flash] "Edgar Allen Floe", "Royce 5'9" "J on the motherf**in WHEELS!" "Nottz Raw means, I'm that sh**" [Nottz] Lil' n***a, I'm a muh'f**in monster, I drool when I talk sh** crumble and die throughout the paths I done walked Eyes stay blood red cause I ain't slept in a hundred years I'm one vampire that bust heads, get tough guy Thinkin you can f** wit the boy {UH UH, DEM LIE!} Nuff dem die and fry for that sh**, dig it? {DIG IT? Dig it? dig it?} Now what yo' GOD-damn problem is?! {*gun clicks*} I ain't think so, b**h! Sitcho' monkey a** on down Before I putcho' monkey a** on down like you went wild from a zoo {*monkey screeches, gunshot*} Nottz Raw ring bells from here to Kalamazoo You ain't gotta like my sh**! n***a, fu*k YOU~! Listen, there's a big enough muh'f**in opinions that means somethin And a fourth of that be frontin The other 75% f** with that real hip-hop b**h stop - HOL' UP befo' a n***a go nuts! [Hook: cuts and scratches by DJ Flash] "Real n***as only" "5'9"" "I be the five-star gener-real" [- Floe "Edgar Allen Floe is that, that dude" "Trust me, I'm as live as it gets" [- Royce "Nottz Raw means, I'm that sh**" "J on the motherf**in WHEELS!" "Edgar Allen Floe", "Royce 5'9" "The illest, the-the illest" [- Floe [Edgar Allen Floe] Aiyyo, you get slapped up in VA Transported to NC, now who the f** wanna see E?! 10 o' clock news got your face up on the TV Missing motherf**, from my clutches he wanna be free Break the shackles, Kunta Kinte slave Naw, homie! (Naw homie!) Sitcha a** down, Toby The god speaks mathematics, I will bring noise Cause this year, in my cipher, I build and destroy This is grown-man sh** lil' boy, you still potty-training Straight outta Raleigh blazin, you still prol'ly hatin And Floe is goin apesh**, breakin the law to the matrix For you there's no escapin, L you facin So take THIS! (THIS) - a small word of advice Stay the fu*k out my path, you truly valued your life? Edgar Allen Floe is lethal, one over zero Keepin the undefined, no effort but still shine [Hook] [Royce Da 5'9"] GO! n***a run Nottz ask me for ANYTHING, it's Yung Berg's carrer - DONE Extended cartridge, I call you n***as food Cause you get hands put on you at any market, uh! Besides rollin with Gs' is my crew Responsible for the "No-fly zone" in the D You come THRU, you betta call somebody, cause we don't care We'll leave witcha legs and leave the wheelchair Uh, we'll sit in ya bushes prepared for a shootout Wit a couple of extra militias and pushers If you don't get it, you can get it, forget it, we run the city The b**h, wit me, she pretty, she British, she bring the kitty to the vet! (WHOO!) Ah, n***a I'm lethal, I take ya whole city on All I need is me and ten of my people Ah, n***a I'm a winner, my b**h name is Victoria Ah, I go hard, they call me a go-to warrior, OUT! [Hook: DJ Flash mixes up the cuts this time]