Royce Da 5'9" - Wait A Minute (Freestyle) lyrics

[Verse] Wait, wait, wait a minute Wait a goddamn minute Wait, wait, wait a minute Wait one f**ing minute I'm looking at your year end list You're choosing rappers you're friends with Who be rapping what their friends did Toolie ratchets and extensions Wait, wait, wait a minute We done already heard their best sh** We already got the message They on a lean, molly, Percocet trip I think I found what real success is Running around here since "The Message" Forty pounder full of d**h wish Money counter full of blessings I sent a cannonball right at the cannon barrel Through your wall, closet, through your damn apparel Through your grandma chair, through your granite counter Topping, I ain't tryna stop it 'till you standing on the doorstep Of the man upstairs, n***a, you're next Wait a minute, n***a I've been going crazy on these records way before Flex This the bad hash Shady vortex, armed in navy warfare Y'all done [?] them Bailey boys Best to back the f** up or get smacked the f** up eighty million different ways If I say it's f** the world then the world's getting f**ed Eighty million different ways When I'm finished with it Then the world's gon get the AIDS like some 1984 s** This is traumatizing your favorite rapper, yeah This the homicide related racketeer All I'm tryna hear today is trap and drill It's all downhill from here like Jack and Jill Wait, wait, wait, wait a minute Wait a motherf**ing minute I'm giving all my hoes an ultimatum, she my mascot I'm just tryna motivate her, I'm just popping sh** She just getting a** shot Like a Soulja Boy home invader I get a whole clip to all my haters Just so I could go and get exonerated Wait, wait, wait a minute Wait a motherf**ing minute I watch you n***as go tool up I'm Compton menace on school bus It's documented, boy, prove what? Been dropping gems since I grew up I got to feel this void move, bruh The target's been destroyed, boo ya These nerds rapping for attention For a word from Vlad or Academik Prefer to slap you over engine I merge rappers for the Guinness Wait, wait, wait a minute I know you heard them back in business I'm going harder than the [?] I'm birds flapping independent I'm tycooning through the pressure I'm typhooning through this weather I might do a n***a before him Give him back to him a little fresher Got the cash holding on line two, Brinks noise on one Casanova with the rifle, f**boy, don't run I'm live from it with the streams Buying guns and getting beans You guys coming with your teams It's feeling like iFunny with the memes I flip the blade like "say something" Around dough like Rajon Let you rip the stage Then I come and rip the stage down more like Trey Songz Category slaughter gang sh** Feel me, n***a, this is God hustle Phantom or the 'Vette, Tammy Lahren, Charlamagne sh** The odd couple Wait, wait, wait a minute I'm prime away from f**ing mating with her I bend her over, stick her on the expensive car Tyler f**ing Creator with it You a lame, you from Twitter fame You had a chain, that's your n***a chain Face down on your computer keys sleep Closest you gon' be to laying in your name Body bag after body bag Leave a trail laying in your your lane I'm Cold Chillin' on the record business But I ain't saying I distribute Kane Wait a motherf**ing minute You popping molly with the actors I f**ed the baddest of the white b**hes I'm Talib Kweli with the blackness I'm Mos Def with immigration Ladies on top of ladies I'm most def with immigration Babies on top of babies Wait a motherf**ing minute