Songwriter: Royce da 5'9"

[Verse]
Im'ma give it to you straight this time, lace this bomb
Bring it to your face 'til the jakes respond
Guard your shit, and I don't care how hard y'all hit
I got cats with bats you wouldn't play hardball with
I splatter intestines quick before you can blast
So handle your weapon or get splattered in a matter of seconds
And we ain't worried about threats cause God got us
We're popping Crys, y'all sipping moet byproducts
I ain't scared to die, let's die, it's gon' be either
If we both die, then your casket is gonna be cheaper
Yo you ain't a don, you don't even know what beef is
What you're competing with, or hit and make concrete give
Yo I came out making it birth, making it worse
Making a verse, sacred and shaking the earth
Niggas got plenty opinions about Royce but they ain't got a voice
I'm doper than them so they ain't got a choice
Niggas be swearing battle battle, not understanding themselves
They babble babble, that's why they stay on the shelves
Playing yourself, promising threats to test y'all
Doing this rap shit until UPS calls
I see why you must hate me, I'm sharp enough to cut gravy
It's just crazy, niggas is such babies
Real as they coming dancing, killing for fun
Advancing, the heel of my thumb feeling my gun
Cock, squeeze, make every nigga freeze in here
Stop breathing, it better be some cheese in here
If there's any MC's in here, I'm hope you read me clear
You're seeing teeth, beef with the C's in here
Yo you ain't fly, I got shit that you can't buy
Yo you can't lie, you drink St. Ides and fake high
Take pie and try to flip it, you don't know nothing about that shit
If I was you, I wouldn't risk it

[Hook]
I ain't never gon' stop hitting you hard
Rap star you know spitting triple the bars
Put your Glocks in the air and squeeze
If you got shots to share (we dare you, we dare you)
I ain't never gon' stop hitting your heart
Rap star you know spitting triple the bars
Put your Glocks in the air and squeeze
If you got shots to share (we dare you, go ahead and pull it)
I ain't never gon' stop hitting your heart
Rap star you know spitting triple the bars
Put your Glocks in the air and squeeze
If you got shots to share

Royce da 5'9"

Royce da 5'9", real name Ryan Daniel Montgomery, is undoubtedly one of the underground rap kings of Detroit. The Michigan MC is a long-time collaborator of Eminem’s, meeting him in December 1997, and is noted as one of the greatest lyricists in hip-hop’s history (in 2012, The Source ranked him as the 48th greatest lyricist of all time in their top 50, this questionable ranking unsurprisingly being scrutinized by many as a gross misjudgment).

Although critics have previously cast shade on his ability to create a well-rounded body of work, many, critics included, considered his sophomore effort, Death is Certain (2004), to be a strong album. To learn more in-depth about his solo discography, read this page (the page listed is old, so it is not updated).

Royce is the Bad half of Bad Meets Evil (with Eminem), ¼ of Slaughterhouse (alongside Crooked I KXNG CROOKED, Joe Budden and Joell Ortiz), and ½ of PRhyme (with DJ Premier). Royce currently operates a independent record label, Bad Half Entertainment.