Royce Da 5'9" - Most Wanted lyrics

–Intro– Like, what are you supposed to do? Like you put your hands up, you tell 'em that you don't have a gun. The thing that America is telling our children, and this is the sad part, that black folks if you don't make me comfortable we will k** you Amerika's most wanted, don't try to apprehend him Amerika's most wanted (Ice Cube is back on the set) Don't try to apprehend him –Verse 1- Yes, the rhythm, the rebel I'm broadcasting live on behalf of the glisten That appears in y'all bezel, uprisen to level So large, on my level with B.I.G I really mean it when I tell you “get on my level”, you dig? Get it however you live This is for censorship, pick a flow, switch the sh** Alien, rapping at a packed-out stadium I'm prolly 'bout to sin like I got a late DM If anybody or they friend try to flow against me Put some dollars on your pen like an ATM Every window tinted, every minute look like 8 PM I'm so hip hop, I sh** deluxe boombox I nut tunes, I spit corrupt moon Rockshell, toe-top tens, watch the bus zoom by Listen, if I ain't on your Mt. Rushmore of top spitters n***a, I'm am not with it, Ryan Rock different I ain't 'bout riches, I ain't Scott Disick I'm largely blessed, I'm always dressed I'm not fresh though, I'm Godly, don't call me less Listen, chump, I spit it to pyramid, switch the front The spirit of Egyptian ankhs, call me Neph n***a, my every alcoholic breath Is heavy like imagine tryna carry all this stress Your floss just preparing y'all for d**h So God won't bury y'all bearing y'all regrets Carry on, I tote Goyard My humble approach will boast for y'all My hoe got more junk in the trunk than most tow yards And if I don't know y'all I'ma turn yo' [?] to burned [?] to boned lawyers This one's for y'all n***as thinking you really big Tie you up and give you the busy cig My future wasn't always just so Truman To produce checks, I have my little metro booming Never loose bets when it's time to shoot d**h I am G Money and Nino, I got the goose neck, now who's next? [?] doing battle for my boys Playing hardball with the Packers like I'm Floyd You would never know that I'm annoyed, that's 'cause I'm a poet Grab a n***a neck and snap it just to add it to my story