It's Tuesday (intro)

(It's Royce 5'9")

Yeah, you scared, ain't you?

Relax, it's just music(It's Royce 5'9")

The elite, jive 5'9"Royce 5'9", cha cha

Cut throat, really nix

My ******* trey little, my *******

ERocky city *******s

We in a world of our own

Don't you wanna come, ride with us?

Come on, ride with us

Ride with us down 7 mile

*******s with rocky city tattoos on their forearms

*******s throwin' their 7's up with

Detroit D tattooed on their hand

That's what we do

*******s would die for this *******t

It's time to play, check it out

Ayo, sit back, smoke a joke, it's over you wrote

This is pure provoke murder, it's over she wrote it

I don't know how *******s manage to sleep, wake up

The clock radio, don't panic the streets, say something

I been waiting, now hand me these beats

I'm simply a branch of the

Slim Shady family tree

That will snap

D12 first in line to rap,

I came last'

Bout to put my size 9 12 in the games ass

Once I hit the roof,

I swoop on *******s like whoosh2 bit *******s, cooks and figures regroup

I been fi*******ng, just listen from one track to the next

I was gangsta when rap was nothing but that's with the

XI sat and watched, album for album, *******s flocked

*******s went from pro black to

Italian, I was hot

I worked my ******* ass off, hoping to blast off

Now I'm going to let you all see me

Like when ghost took his mask off

Give you more run for your ones, packing a full clip

Rapper *******s come with your guns, don't bull*******t

I'm going to only give you wild *******t, rap with a mild pitch

Only clever, with that occasional style switch

Ya'll *******s play around on the mic

That's why

I'm about to lay it down

Savor the way you sound in the night

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