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royce da 5'9'' - can't tell me nothing freestyle كلمات الأغنية

[verse: royce da 5’9″]
i had a dream i could buy my way to heaven
roll dice and put that on a seven
i told god i’ll be back in a second
man it’s so hard not to act reckless
hip hop’s alive i ain’t feelin’ it
look me in my eyes and tell me i ain’t k!llin’ it
man how could i be the villain
when i turn right around and revive what i’m k!llin’
so when i rhyme n-ggas feel it
no more beef i had to throw mine in the sk!llet
just ask nas who he feelin’
macgyver’s mind i got supplies on the ceiling
that’s when i heard a friend say, life is but a hyphen
bottled up inbetween that begin and end date
scribbled on that tombstone, n-gga you’ll be soon gone
n-gga’s will just move on, i see behind your days
i thought all i had to do was pull the pen out and blow the f-ck up
didn’t know they were squeezing my grenade
the politics is out of it nickle out of jail
now n-gga’s start apologin’, acknowledgin’ solomon
jesus, hotter than a fever
n-gga shot at me guarantee i got even as a season
n-gga this is d’s up, with the red and green cuffs
gucci on the boy, boy n-gga you ain’t seen plush
we did the suicide doors
you’re trying to do the villa with the suicide floors
it’s like i’m who decides war
a coward dies a thousand times you should die more
six million ways you can get it when you diss me in them lyrics
n-gga you decide yours
i’m in the house by the beaches
i never look inside a mans mouth while he eatin’
i know the south’s trying to keep it
the game is to be sold without tryna lease it
without sounding preachish
y’all doing y’all dirt and y’all trying to sweep it
under your monies a tall sign of weakness
y’all signing don’t make your hard body y’all hymen
l-b– made glittery glittery sh-lls
jewel’s are the forbidden fruit when the bitter rebels
i never seen a dead hand inside a purse
i never seen an armored car that follows a he-rs-
imagine if the game died and we got it a shirt
good more is good more and russle the side of it’s worse for
unto whom, so ever much is given of him shall be much required ’til his luck expires
nah i ain’t a prophet but i’m happy you asked me
from shackled to my past to freedom, make way the profits
that’s why you find me in the latest outfit
while it’s childish, grown ups try to find a way to stop it
cause once the cournel get it on and poppin’
i spit c0ke the eight ball’s in the corner pocket
i’m a monster like swizz is, y’all full of sh-t like my clip is
round up to slap or shock a n-gga like t.i.p did
but no apologies for sh-t did cause y’all too wound up
i’ll go against a n-gga cause the wind blow
keep that hole between your ears and your chin closed
po boy bow to a dope boy, five-nine bottom line y’all are not a inch mo’
groupie couldn’t walk a mile in these gucci’s
couldn’t sniff the in sole stick to king cole
your very being is a journal
your that flow in this rap show of the eternal

[outro:]
la, la, la la
n-ggas can’t take our money home
la, la, la la
so we spend it’s like nothing, right
excuse me, did you saying something?
uh uh, you can’t tell me nothing
i’m the best
you can’t tell me nothing
what b-tch, you can’t tell me nothing

- royce da 59

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