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slaughterhouse – survive in my place lyrics

[hook: royce da 5’9″]
talking a whole bunch of bullsh-t, they wouldn’t say in my face
n-ggas wouldn’t survive a day in my place
talking a whole bunch of bullsh-t, they wouldn’t say in my face
n-ggas wouldn’t survive a day in my place
talking a whole bunch of bullsh-t, they wouldn’t say in my face
n-ggas wouldn’t survive a day in my place
they be talking a whole bunch of bullsh-t, they wouldn’t say in my face
n-ggas wouldn’t survive a day in my place

[verse 1: crooked i]
i hear some n-ggas wanna k!ll me
they told me death around the corner
must be two blocks over
cause i don’t think they’d stop to visit
why am i so optimistic?
dominic is thugging mixed with consiousness
i’m 2pac shakur
and a real n-gga told me: “yo
haters always scared of you”
that’s real n-gga phobia and fake n-ggas nitching me
talking ’bout lynching me, wouldn’t come withing an inch of me
you look up to me n-gga, you wanna f-ck with me
secretly hoping eventually
you become who you pretend to be – me
naaaah, i’m on some loyal to my clique sh-t
you be on that lipstick in french tip b-tch sh-t

[hook]

[verse 2: royce da 5’9″]
n-ggas supposed to wanna murder me
they say “the boy too dope
royce is real” that’s not a [?] quote
they saying death’s around the corner
i can snipe from where i’m standing like your rifle got a horseshoe scope
we could’ve caught you in that escalade
since all you’re doing is barber shop talk
and we’re not catching, we’re just gonna catch the fade
plus i’m a boss, i ain’t the one who gon’ blast
any beef i ever had is either squashed or under some gr-ss
yeah, it’s levels to this sh-t
i survived stones being thrown, you’re throwing pebbles in the pit
i survived [?]
money on my head and i’d be dead, if i didn’t win

[hook]

[verse 3: joe budden]
i’m hearing n-ggas wanna k!ll me
easier said than done
never run, now i won’t be disappearing, nope
death’s around the corner
roll out the red carpet for us
truthfully i expected the n-gga years ago
worked my whole life, now my son is [?]
got hammers you never bust, now your guns is [?]
if i told dudes my dreams they would want me awake
and you mention beef to me now that my son is at stake
nuttin’ to lose is becoming the [?] who y’all admiring?
y’all respect the shooter, i respect whoever hired him
[?] the whole car, [?] if n-ggas wanna ride with him
so if you [?] them all, [?] be ready to fire ’em

[hook]

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