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Royce Da 5'9'
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Dinner Time
Aiyyo, Royce Da 5'9'
Why you wan' share your food with these niggaz?
We don't share food in the recession
Bite these niggaz like you bite the microphone
Livin' legend inside of a Smith 'n' Wesson slidin' out of the barrel
I'm fire, don't try me 'cause I am hot
Police cars with they sirens combined when I'm rhymin'
Sayin' they got a call that somebody 'round here done fired shots
MAC-11's in order, the flow is like water
Each quote's a quarter of blow, the chorus is followed by the dot
Goons, goblins and creatures and monsters are bouncin'
And beat ya and stomp ya and eat ya
Don't get swallowed by the block
I pay a shrink every week to basically tell me
'Lay here and speak to me', just to say how psychotic I am not
I'm too fly with the viral and physical copies, niggaz sloppy
Look up what you under, I'm what you tryin' to top
I'm scared and compared to no man, I'm like the big hand on Big Ben
I get in and I'm hittin' my numbers 'round the clock
I'm 'bout to give it back to my nigga Busta Bust and have a seat
It's convenient I'm already coppin' a squat
Nowadays when niggaz walk around
They start to look like hamburgers and frankfurters
Aiyyo, Royce Da 5'9'
Feed on these motherfuckers homie, come on
Take him, gut him and take out his organs and smorgasbord him
The more important he is I'm toe taggin' his beat
Turn him to chicken chowder, dip him in some sniffin' powder
Season him with gasoline and throw his ass in the crease
Mention my name in a record I'ma come get you lyrically
Individually I'ma take it back to the streets
Cannibalistic mentality, rappers hatin', decapitate him
Rap 'bout what I naturally happen to be
Flow is superb and you heard us forget it, two verses
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Two murders acquitted, personally it's a wrap, capiche
Fingers snappin' and tappin', they feet clappin' what happened the street
'Bout to happily bring it back to the D
Niggaz claimin' harder that all of this time
Niggaz believe him until I see him and then slap him and see
I ain't havin' it, havoc is average to me
War's normal, only thing I'm havin' is havin' a feast
Royce Da 5'9', you my dawg and I'm yo' dawg
Bein' that I already sic'ed you on these motherfuckers
It's yo' turn to sic me on they ass
Let's go
Every time that I marry the rhyme and the beat
I go hairy and grind in the street then I'm fuckin' up everybody
Mobilizin' shit like we gorillas and peelin' your skin
Like we banana peelers, it's hazardous if you copy
Don't you know that I'm one of the coldest, courageous
The boldest, contagious? Ain't no one can phase this thing that I do
Well you know since I report the latest that niggaz can't fuck with me
'Cause I'm the greatest, my shit is sick like the flu
You see I'm animalistic, the cataclysmic events
That'll happen whenever I grab the mic and talk
Indeed them bag us specifically that I'm hickory dickory dock
Of this rizzy, the diddy bop in my walk
Now I'm the messenger to set the temperature nigga
Whenever the heat will be needed to hot the block up, I'm sayin'
I got the Dillinger, Harry Kissinger with the ratchet
The fact is I'm back with the clack and the click, see I ain't playin'
Why, oh why, oh why?
Royce Da 5'9' please tell me why?
Why the fuck these niggaz gon' let us get together
And do this shit to 'em?
It's so fuckin' unfair, shit is so unfair
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