Royce Da 5'9" - I've Been Up I've Been Down Lyrics

Royce Da 5'9" - I've Been Up I've Been Down Lyrics

Royce Da 5'9" - I Ain't Coming Down Lyrics

Royce Da 5'9" - I Ain't Coming Down Lyrics

i’m flowing away without leaving the ground ground
they’re asking me what’s it like up fair
i tell e mi ain’t coming down
i try to stay up and i don’t wanna touch down down
they’re asking me what’s it like up fair
i tell em i ain’t coming down
no no i ain’t coming down, no no i ain’t coming down
no no i ain’t coming down, i ain’t coming down.

not in my visions more clearer this is for the haters in detroit era
i know you had a good time but that was your time
but that was your era, now look at you and look at me and compare us
you can do it easily the same ..is looking stupid on that b dvd
shut up my nigga is .. dizzy i’ll admit when i was wrong
i remember fake and i should probably get my nigga ..
you’re talking shit about me if you ..shtu me i guess i’ll be politic involved
nigga is need to stop .. i hope your barb is .. the same hairline is me and dmx
i wait from wishin drink is gone ..wishin i could pick my home
and as far my nigga trick before we was brothers
i think we really just need to get to know each other.

chorus:
i’m flowing away without leaving the ground ground
they’re asking me what’s it like up fair
i tell e mi ain’t coming down
i try to stay up and i don’t wanna touch down down
they’re asking me what’s it like up fair
i tell em i ain’t coming down
no no i ain’t coming down, no no i ain’t coming down
no no i ain’t coming down, i ain’t coming down.

i gotta say the shit one time one if you ever know .. get one ground
‘cause even when that dot cloud have it above me i went from sun and unsung
and i found my own sunshine
now let me say the shit one more time
one if you ever know to get me away of your grind
can you find one hip hop listener around the globe who never ..
these cats say he’s wet he ain’t even from the d so i ain’t got that d tap
then their friends runnin me like my friends all you .. ‘cause you ain’t have no ..
make up your mind you winda niggas ..school to talk
bought shoes for shawty’s .. the kids while you niggas choose to floss
and i wonder now who’s the ..y’all niggas ..

[chorus:]

Royce Da 5'9" Ft. Travis Barker - Legendary Lyrics

Royce Da 5'9" Ft. Travis Barker - Legendary Lyrics


(i’m legendary)

theme song to my supplier
plays in the key of a key
i’m like a messiah crossed with the wire
rapping around the boardwalk empire
who brought their bibles? this the christ chapter
i’m sick enough to take my life
then take your life after
don’t take me light or play me light
we two of the same
god melted a rubic’s cube into fluid and threw it in my intuitive brain
i’m eating food for moving music in a gratuitous lane
i threw twice, now i’m running through it til im through with the game
you can find me under a black cloud i’m a dark star
only thing i hate worse than a mark, is a marked car
i climb mountains like marvin gaye, tammy terrell
if you could put a face with my style it’d be samuel cassel’s
i switched the fire up like i am a tranny from hell
what i got in my hand right now should remind you of stanley burrell
cuz its the hammer the cannon you can dance with the shells
my pet peeves are granny panties and planning to fail
i’m a heavyweight, i’m catastrophic when i set it like farenheit 9/11,
meditate till the levees break
i tar and feather featherweight till my fetti straight
the mac 11 will clap your melon and give your ass spaghetti face
uh, you ever look inside some dying eyes?
you’ll see surprise and realize theres no denying god
when was the last time that you heard that the iron tried?
ryan vibes like cyanide, i am proud
to say that i’ve evolved theres only one “i” in “defying odds”
small time arrogance parishes everytime in giant pride
who ya’ll respect is probably cross-dressing
your favorite mc could probably find themself vibing to my lost sections
i’m legendary

now everybody wanna believe me, but they dont really know whats in my heart
this time around is starting to feel easy, my enemies startin to fall down
(i’m legendary, legend-legendary, le-le-legendary)
my enemies startin to fall down
(i’m legendary, legend-legendary, le-le-legendary)
fall down
(i’m legendary)

i got my noodles intact
you want support of detroit rap niggas can google this gat
cuz we the reason why you eating we put the food on the map
right where the mitten is and you ain’t do jack
just who we hittin here? this here’s a different year,
you shouldnt assume i’m tryna measure up to you when i tell you the ruler is back
in fact, as far as you new kids, what’ve you did?
i know that i’ve burnt some bridges in the past but i’m happy to say that i’ve built a new bridge
as far as killin i’m forever willing and ready
i will make my children’s peanut butter and jelly sandwich with a machete
uh, you marry the streets than we will kill at your wedding
tell every guest at your reception they gon get more than just hit with confetti
uh, now your bitch a believer,
you know what you get when you mix a bumblee with a lamb?
you get the ‘ghini i’m sitting in
riding through pittsburgh while i’m listening to wiz khalifa
black & yellow a blunt to joint, here’s the reefer
one minute you tough, one minute you shook
i know i’ve learned a while ago to hide power from you i should just put it in a book
you illiterate parasites i’ll kill you everytime
throw a nigga body around the room have a nigga lookin like jamiroquai
and yes i, am a firm believer that the naked truth looks 100 times better then the best dressed lie
and while you niggas is hatin, i wonder is god really an athiest
he made me the same temperature as his nemesis satan
ya’ll need to repent because ya’ll been imitating
a statue of me to you is a statute of limitations
you backwards as me and a feminist dating
let’s tally the sales, like gladys and patty labelle
i’m a big wig, my straws in the hole of a volcano i’m havin a big swig

everybody wanna believe me
but they don’t really know what’s in my heart
it’s time i started to feel easy
my enemies starting to fall down

"Writers Block" Lyrics - Royce Da 5'9" Ft. Eminem

"Writers Block" Lyrics - Royce Da 5'9" Ft. Eminem


[eminem - intro]
yeah, yeah
i don’t know what else to say
i can’t, i can’t think of nothin’
i’m stumped
here we go (here we go)

on your feet (on your feet)
stand up (stand up)
everybody hands up (hands up)
uh, man, i dunno, man
everytime i go to think of something played out to say
you already said it

[verse 1 - royce da 5’9″]
i ain’t calling names cause all of y’all the same, plus
i’m the king, all my past pain all done changed up
all these plains, all these lames, since the slaughter’s came up
cause they know they hands tied, feet ball and chained up
n-ggas be quick to call me the new 50 cent
because of my relationship with marshall
used to make me a little partial, but here’s the brain f-ck
we the same cuz
i’m probably about to fall out with a young buck
while i attempt to f-ck the f-cking game up
bitch, splat, only thing i fear in here is chit-chat
you are hearing bars like your ear against a kit kat
shady guys like the navy, drive, wavy bye-bye
maybe my glock can turn your top to baby’s maybach
my shit is powerful, literally sick, trust me n-gga
it’s ugly to kill a thing if the bigger i get
the more disgusting and f-ckin’ disfigured it gets
n-ggas expect me to go pop, oh, stop
y’all about the champagne, i’m about the toast
i, only f-ck with mailmen with heroin from boca
n-ggas that’ll smoke you while you staring in your postbox
only incense he enlightens when he’s thinkin’
while that sinks in, i got a brinks ink pen
i’m back, muthaf-cker
notice the flyness on the cover of the xxl
i’m back from the dead like tobey maguire from the brothers
how y’all realer? (how y’all realer?) if i said it, i did it
if i didn’t, i seen it first-hand like a car dealer
give up the throne, your lease up, i am the mona lisa
that decoded da vinci code, you throwin’ your piece up
is a waste of fake like a phony b-cup
n-gga, the mistake was like my only teacher
wait ’til they get a load of me ’cause

i’ve got gucci’s on my feet
diamonds on my neck
diamonds on my wrist
bitches on my dick
but y’all already said that

choppers in the trunk
models in the front
bottles in the club
but i don’t give a f-ck
but y’all already said that

[eminem]
cause sometimes i feel like it’s so hard
for me to come up with shitty to say (ayyyyyy)
i’m at a loss for words ’cause y’all already said it all
i think i’m runnin’ out of cliches
i’m gettin’ writer’s block
psyche!

[verse 2 - royce da 5'9'']
when i stand up in this booth, n-ggas notice it
sittin’ on the same boat that noah built
floatin’ on the same water moses split
poetry in motion, but we sittin’ on your grave site, overkill
aren’t you tired? why are you so loud? quiet!
real dudes move in silence like a mute drivin’ a new hybrid
you dudes is too excited
you a dude that’d try to sue a dude that’s suicidal
you will just be another victim
i am like a nickel of weed rolled in a doobie, i’m a little twisted
i roll like the end credits in movies, y’all just got scripted
got y’all n-ggas’ bitches bobbin’ to this one when she witcha
when she wit’ me, she bobbin’, not vibin’
tryna put her mind into the inside of my zipper
i’m a sperate with a purpose, havin’ problems?
not a problem i’ve encountered
i have found elephants, lions, clowns
will jump through hoops like they workin’ for the circus
at the fire round the circle’s right in front of them, fire rounds
pun intended, gun extended, what are you mark’s askin’?
car’s aston, started as a hard-top and i saw past it
since i decided to start class diss
all black, all glass, panoramic roof been gettin’ marked absent
i authorize my own all-access
your bitch a whore, i’m a catch, she ball-catchin’
her jaw’s been broadcasted all across the globe from the store to japan
her p-ssy need to blocked and reported as spam
bong! interscope up in this dope and i sell it
my voicemail is full, got bitches screamin’ inside of envelopes
and they tryna mail ‘em to me, tryna reach my phone
i don’t know which one is harder
tryna not to take your bitch or tryna get rid of my own

[hook]
i got gucci’s on my feet
diamonds on my neck
diamonds on my wrist
bitches on my dick
but y’all already said that

choppers in the trunk
models in the front
bottles in the club
but i don’t give a fuck
but y’all already said that

[eminem]
cause sometimes i feel like it’s so hard
for me to come up with shitty to say (ayyyyyy)
i’m at a loss for words ’cause y’all already said it all
i think i’m runnin’ out of cliches
i’m gettin’ writer’s block
psyche!

man, get the bozac
we need to start bringin’ that shit back (mad flava)
man, f-ck it, i’m ’bout to catch some wreck (we in effect, money!)
mad props to royce for keepin’ it real
on the strength, no diggity
i’m ’bout to go pull some hoes, get my mack on

haters get the gasface!