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royce da 5'9'' - it's the new lyrics

[intro: royce da 5’9″]
let’s go (bar exam 2, n-gga!)
oh! yeah
(green lantern) hoh! hoh!
(it’s a f-cking invasion, you b-st-rds!)
this ain’t ‘ye, it’s more like aids
this ain’t james it’s more like a trade and you more like wade
and i ain’t playin’, i’m more like cuban
not the cigar, mark; introducing…

[hook: jay-z sample]
(it’s the new!) best rapper alive, best rapper alive
best rapper alive, best rapper alive

[verse 1: royce da 5’9″]
naw, this ain’t wayne, it’s more like pain
and i ain’t talkin’ bout with t-dash in front
i’m more like needin’ rehab for months
hock and spew lyrics
on dr. drew’s spirit until he has the mumps
drunk, that’s if i can put it in one word
my n-ggas that ain’t with all the drinkin’, they want herb
so even though the car plush
the ashtray full of dark b-tts
like we rollin’ up lookin’ for yung berg
top off, b-tch in the front, domin’ me up ’til my rock soft
either that or she gon’ get lockjaw
stop? naw! if she come up for air, i cut her of
like jesse jackson with a hand on barack’s b-lls
ahh-aww! n-gga, it’s me!
jumper movie in the flesh straight from it’ly
five series, six series benzes
f-ck them little c’s, i’m on some ole maino sh-t
throw everything at you but the kitchen sink till i plug you
it’s goin’ down, i’m on some ole draino sh-t (oh!)
i’m the rich po, not so, the flow spells gospel
book you for a show and turn your hotel to hostel
(it’s an invasion!) this ain’t luda, it’s more like shooter
better yet, shot ya, pac or big poppa?

[hook: jay-z sample]
(it’s the new!) best rapper alive, best rapper alive
best rapper alive, best rapper alive

[verse 2: royce da 5’9″]
this ain’t jay, it’s more like sprayed
the kind that confuse kindness with polite play
my b-tch got two midgets in the bra
and a nose like a vacuum, she live by the snow white way
f-ck forbes, f-ck money till they put some black heads
in them motherf-ckers like they come from pores
hip-hop is alive, my n-gga, come for yours (yes!)
i got the hood open, attached to jumper cords (yes!)
alone in the mirror, rub-a-dub-dub
i ain’t the game (i ain’t the game)
even though i don’t belong in this era (green lantern!)
i’m tryin’ to take sh-t past nas, jay, shady & dre sh-t
shout out to the doc, i’m tryin’ to find patience (woo!)
lookin’ like i’m pacin’, like h-llo, say h-llo to me
i elbowed my way into n-ggas’ conversations
i don’t write rhymes, i commit death threats
this my new name if you ain’t guessed yet!

[hook: jay-z sample]
(it’s the new!) best rapper alive, best rapper alive
best rapper alive, best rapper alive

[verse 3: royce da 5’9″]
yeah! (yes) this ain’t fif, it’s more like a gift
a bottle of cris, on side of a sip or a quality l1ck (ahh!)
i’m the sh-t, you try to be sick
i be ridin’ with silenced machine guns
while you be tryna be tip (ahh!)
i’m still hood, i move, minus the bus p-ss (yeah)
out with the poverty in with the new deluxe pad
this black nina told me i’m a black leader (uh-huh)
that’s why i be preachin’ like david banner
minus the mustache (haha)
but i ain’t runnin’ from nothin’ as long as rappers is runnin’
they receive death from a sentence like capital punishment
the flows is mean, i make a n-gga lean
like puttin the word “meth” in between “pro” and “-zine”
your b-tch sprung right after my d-ck, go fish
i leave her numb like a tongue after a c0ke kiss (yeah!)
i’m focused, i spit madness, you n-ggas is borin’
you at a level orange with your b-tch–ss-ness (how?!)
plots is thickenin’ and i care about rappers
bout as much as i care to see terrance and rocski bickerin’
watch is sickenin’, glocks specifically hot
i’m trippin’, is you with me or not?

[hook: jay-z sample]
(it’s the new!) best rapper alive, best rapper alive
best rapper alive, best rapper alive

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