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royce da 5'9'' - i'm nice lyrics

[intro]
you can see green lantern is invading the airwaves
he’s invading the airwaves. turn up the radio, turn up your radio

[hook]
i’m grindin’ till i’m tired
cause you ain’t grindin’ until you die
that’s way i’m grindin’, that’s why
i’m losin’ my mind, i spit through the day to get through the night
good lord i’m the sh-t, you n-ggas know i’m lethal
i’m just wonderin’ why you won’t admit that i’m nice
what the f-ck you n-ggas tryna do tonight?
motherf-cker i’m nice

[verse one]
i don’t need no ovation, mc with no patience
diddy called me to write it when he needed rotation
went to his location, wrote it for no pay then
gave him my cd, while the streets was pulsatin’
i guess my luck p-ssed, yup, cause puff p-ssed
puff p-ssed on me like the weed rotatin’
no hatin’, he must be eatin’ way too much cheesecake
if he think he can see an mc from his team take me
that ain’t a diss though, it’s just so frustratin’
makes you wanna go and shoot up stations
smack a dj i don’t like for nothin’ basically
if i should die tonight i done been to enough places
play some motherf-ckin’ nas you b-tch
quit ridin’ d-ck, worryin’ about plies and trick
he’s just nice, jesus christ
but this is god you get, my new name should be allah who spit
my vibe is sick, my cd in your car, b-tch you ridin’ with
more hot sh-t in it then robbers get, lava, saliva
i’m prob-ally in l.a. gettin’ into some head like a dodger’s fit
we oppo-site, let’s be frank like sinatra
sh-t, i’m the illest n-gga out this b-tch
i’ll empty every bullet out this clip, don’t doubt this
i’m on fire n-gga, who gonna douse this?

[hook]

[verse two]
we are not the same but i’m not a martian
i’m an arson, i ride around drama-startin’
i bet you n-ggas won’t be wolfin’ when that llama barkin’
cause you can get the picture with some milk behind the carton
what’s beef? i play it one way
violate on sunday get annihilated monday (i’m nice)
you n-ggas is actors, what are you recordin’?
i leave you bleedin’, lyin’ on the cuttin’ room floor then
listen to joe budden say, “i fell the f-ck off”
but he ain’t never fell on, i’m just gonna ignore him
make a n-gga extra famous after i warn him
don’t jump, you as g-y as, greg louganis into that water
you don’t want it, you can either have a nice afternoon
or you can have your family do the morning
nothing can stop us, fly when nothin’ can top us
been hustling hip-hop since i went and f-cked with the doctor
i know i sound high, but i will break you
do you like a cup at the opera, no thank you
n-gga i ain’t buyin’ them wolf tickets you sellin’
i’m an artist, here’s my pen, bury it with magellan
n-gga who is you tellin’? i know that i’m nice
life is a gamble, i roll like i loaded my dice
my flow is my life, my talents just go with my pipes
that phantom on them 20-20’s and so is my sight

[hook]

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