文本歌词

Royce Da 5'9：
Let's be honest my dominant pursuit
To ball is phenomenal like Ndamukong Suh
I only fear tears from my son
Glass is half full mindframe rain is tears from the sun
Now sit back picture pitch black
Get your 6 pack your b**ch spazzing get your d**k back
You planting seeds like a lion gardener
I got money on you but I ain't on your side
I ain't your silent partner
I give 'em the finger
Cause ni**as used to cut the off switch off when I called
I done been through the ringer
Yeah my b**ch asks is you gon' fight
Everybody that got something bad to say about you
Yeah
They shouldn't run their mouth
I ain't the leader of the Slaughter
If I was we would be called Drunkenhouse
About this infinite sh*t mention the clique
This clip will quickly get your attention
Nickle and Vish
Kid Vishis：
Marksmen with the pencil my pen is like a pistol
I wish you would
I sick you intending bodily harm if you trying to get your issue
I'll make your center fold 7-6-2 full magazine
Rifle his eye call the sh*t insight get sniped
Full clip let it rip kiss his a** good night
Good bye cause you'll perish first
We'll put you underneath the ground
So far you won't be found 'til the meek inherit the Earth
He ain't hardcore when I grab the 44
I make 'em flip call the sh*t street parkour get it
The mag'll spit and take all the air out you quick
Which will remind you of opening up a bag of chips
Youngin' the truth when it come to the
Loaded pistol flowing my guns drew
Since you a f**king fruit
You can't even chew a banana without chipping a tooth
Step in the booth and I'll chew you
Crooked I：
It's so prophetic that selfish sh*t it be so patethic
Cause when your whole crew ball it's all copastetic
Now tell me what could be only realer if Oprah said it
I'm rich b**ch from talking on shows yo forget it
The flow kinetic move crowds when I spit a bar
My drive's impact is more than when you it a car
Son keeps shining cause he is a star
Kick dust like the Greek mythology's minotaur
I'm in a rental car trying to avoid the struggle life
With enough sh*t in the trunk to do double life
I hustle right gotta zip up the duffle tight
Like b**ches fronting with Jordan I'd rather cuff a mic
But this industry is simply complex
F**k empty concepts I'm thinking strictly I'm next
Meatcleavers and bloody aprons is Slaughterhouse
Wack rappers get a pass next time I'mma call you out b**ch