Royce Da 5'9'' lyrics
Royce Da 5'9'' lyrics
"You Can't Touch Me lyrics"
One Step Ahead lyrics
I catch my breath and ready for the race to come No prizes call, the contest is my opium Since you can never be sure When they're keeping the score You must always be ready to run I tense myself Waiting for the starting gun No time for fun Because I work all day and I think all night I break my body but that's alright 'Cos it'll take my mind and all my might To keep one step ahead of you I think to myself living is a winning
I catch my breath and ready for the race to come No prizes call, the contest is my opium Since you can never be sure When they're keeping the score You must always be ready to run I tense myself Waiting for the starting gun No time for fun Because I work all day and I think all night I break my body but that's alright 'Cos it'll take my mind and all my might To keep one step ahead of you I think to myself living is a winning
[Royce The 5'9'']
T-M-Royce 5
Pause
Listen to why girls drop they drawls
Alot of em they wanna get involved
Well why you still holdin up the wall
Allow me to introduce myself
My name is Royce Five Nine
Sick Sick Emcee
Here to filter the game
To let clips empty
Trackmaster sound now who's to blame
'Bout to slap rappers around and bruise the game
O.k, jump (jump)
If you want the respect then come (come)
Get it from a nigga that'll merk you
Or tattoo ya name on my arm
Like you one of my dead homies, just to beat the case
Believe me, I'ma lead the race
What is my game?
Wakin up next to chicks like "What is your name?"
Hustlers big, Mustlers big
Niggas better raise they wig
Cause
[Chorus]
My Deal, My flow, My Song
{Ladies move like you just don't care)
This is Royce Five Nine, My stree
Clitoral Circumcision lyrics
Promiscuous cunting oneI will murder your desire for all timeYou will be my fuckhole bitchAnd you'll suffer in each painful thrustStripped to naked fleshYour legs are spreadMeat flaps hangs repulsively gristle twatI forbid you pleasure whoreAnd condemn your cunt to painFeel the cold blade touch your fleshTeeth and anus tightly clenchedDrenched in fecund perspirationI can smell your cuntScar and scrape
ts, So PleasePromiscuous cunting oneI will murder your desire for all timeYou will be my fuckhole bitchAnd you'll suffer in each painful thrustStripped to naked fleshYour legs are spreadMeat flaps hangs repulsively gristle twatI forbid you pleasure whoreAnd condemn your cunt to painFeel the cold blade touch your fleshTeeth and anus tightly clenchedDrenched in fecund perspirationI can smell your cuntScar and scrape
(Everybody Throw ya hands in the air, Cause)
We live forever (Wha)
We won't go Never (Wha)
We won't go broke never, cause
You can't touch me
[Verse 2]
O.k Look
Alot of people take me for a crook
Like my careers been depicted from a book
Nothing but hardcore here
Read "The Source", head of my class for all four years
Did I really fall out with Eminem
(Chicka) No!
Did I really get dropped from "Tommy Boy"
(Chicka) No!
Nigga please, I use more tools than "Black and Decker"
Wrote songs for niggas for classic records
Grimey! If you choose to live by the gun, young one, with hits
Five nine is my hieght
If I was ever to grow, tell y'all a lil' secret
Nobody got to know
Diss me, you don't want to back and forth
Ya jewelery look like that shit they sell in the back of "The Source"
So come how you com
Small Axe lyrics
Why boasteth thyself, O evil men; Playing smart and not being clever, oh no! I say you're working iniquity To achieve vanity, yeah, if a-so a-so. But the goodness of Jah - Jah Idureth for Iver. If you are the big tree, We are the small axe Sharpened to cut you down, (well sharp) Ready to cut you down, oh yeah! These are the words of my master Keep on tellin' me - o-oh! - no weak heart shall prosper:
, you could just see meWhy boasteth thyself, O evil men; Playing smart and not being clever, oh no! I say you're working iniquity To achieve vanity, yeah, if a-so a-so. But the goodness of Jah - Jah Idureth for Iver. If you are the big tree, We are the small axe Sharpened to cut you down, (well sharp) Ready to cut you down, oh yeah! These are the words of my master Keep on tellin' me - o-oh! - no weak heart shall prosper:
Cause I do what I do, Like i'm doin for T.V
Cause
[Chorus]
My Deal, My flow, My Song
{Ladies move like you just don't care)
You know this is Royce Five Nine, My streets, So Please
(Everybody Throw ya hands in the air, Cause)
We live forever (Wha)
We Won't go Never (Wha)
We won't do whatever, cause
You can't touch me
[Christina Milan]
So you wanna see me shake my ass?
Tell me Royce what would you do for this?
So you wanna get it Right Now
Well you can't touch me, you can't touch me
I'm feelin High tonight
Let's ride with Royce 5'9
Tell you just one more time
You can't touch me, you can't touch me
[Royce]
Bounce (bounce)
If you wanna know what's the amount
Come to me for the pounds not the ounce
I react Trickey on people
I'm mild-mannered but I slap hi
Spanish Is The Loving Tongue lyrics
Broke my heart, lost my soul Adios,mi cora sole Spanish is the loving tongue Soft as music, light as spring It was a girl I learned it from Living down Sonora way Well, I don't look much like a lover Still I say her love words over Mostly when I'm all alone Mi amor, mi cora sole. Haven't seen her since that night I can't cross the line you know They want me for a gamblin' fight Like as not it's better
ckey's on peopleBroke my heart, lost my soul Adios,mi cora sole Spanish is the loving tongue Soft as music, light as spring It was a girl I learned it from Living down Sonora way Well, I don't look much like a lover Still I say her love words over Mostly when I'm all alone Mi amor, mi cora sole. Haven't seen her since that night I can't cross the line you know They want me for a gamblin' fight Like as not it's better
Black King, Freiyon felt,
Attract queens, Ice cold, plus hot, Rap "Leon Phelps"
Oh! Where the money at, show me the dough
Dummies, I'll show you the dough
Cause
My Dough, my flow, my shit, my song, my
Notice I like sayin My
And, notice I like me a Light-skinned Ma
All curvey, that's somethin you can't deny
First singles about me
Second singles about my city
The third is about my son
Three things that's important to me
I gotta be rich, cause being broke is somethin I can't afford to be
Ladies in the club like Whoa! (Whoa)
Turn a nigga down like Oh! (no!)
We open up they mind like yo (yo)
cause, you can't touch me
[Chorus]
Ladies in the club like Whoa! (Whoa)
Turn a nigga down like Oh! (no!)
We open up they mind like yo (yo)
cause, you can't touch me
[Chorus till fade]