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Dinner Time (Explicit) - Royce da 5'9'/Busta Rhymes (布斯塔·瑞恩)
Why you want share your food with these niggaz
We don't share food in the recession
Bite these niggaz like you bite the microphone
Living legend inside of a Smith & Wesson sliding out of the barrel
I'm fire don't try me cause I am HOT
Police cars with they sirens combined when I'm rhyming
Sayin they got a call that somebody 'round here done fired SHOTS
Mac-11's in order the flow is like water
Each quote's a quarter of blow the chorus is followed by the DOT
Goons goblins and creatures and monsters are bouncing
And beat ya and stomp ya and eat ya don't get swallowed by the BLOCK
I pay a shrink every week to basically tell me
'Lay here and speak to me' just to say how psychotic I am NOT
I'm too fly with the viral and physical copies niggaz sloppy
Look up what you under I'm what you trying to TOP
I'm scared and compared to no man I'm like the big hand on Big Ben
I get in and I'm hittin my numbers 'round the CLOCK
I'm 'bout to give it back to my ni**a Busta Bust and have a seat
It's convenient I'm already copping a SQUAT
Nowadays when niggaz walk around
They start to look like hamburgers and frankfurters
Feed on these motherf**kers homie come on
Take him gut him and take out his organs and smorgasbord him
The more important he is I'm toe-taggin his BEAT
Turn him to chicken chowder dip him in some sniffing powder
Season him with gasoline and THROW his a** in the CREASE
Mention my name in a record I'ma come get you lyrically
Individually I'ma take it back to the STREETS
Cannibalistic mentality rappers hating decapitate him
Rap 'bout what I naturally happen to BE
Flow is superb and you heard us forget it two verses
Two murders acquitted personally it's a wrap CAPICHE
Fingers snappin and tappin they feet clappin what happened the street
'Bout to happily bring it back to the D
Niggaz claimin harder that all of this time
Niggaz believe him until I see him and then slap him and SEE
I ain't havin it havoc is average to me
War's normal only thing I'm having is havin a FEAST
Royce Da 5'9' you my dawg and I'm yo' dawg
Bein that I already sic'ed you on these motherf**kers
It's yo' turn to sic me on they a**
Let's go
Every time that I marry the rhyme and the beat
I go hairy and grind in the street then I'm f**kin up E'RYBODY
Mobilizin sh*t like we gorillas and peelin your skin
Like we banana peelers it's hazardous if you copy
Don't you know that I'm one of the coldest courageous the boldest contagious
Ain't no one can phase this thing that I do
Well you know since I report the latest that niggaz can't f**k with me
Cause I'm the greatest my sh*t is sick like the FLU
You see I'm animalistic the cataclysmic events
That'll happen whenever I grab the mic and talk
Indeed them bag us specifically that I'm hickory dickory dock
Of this rizzy the diddy bop in my walk
Now I'm the messenger to set the temperature ni**a
Whenever the heat will be needed to hot the block up I'm sayin
I got the dillinger Harry Kissinger with the ratchet
The fact is I'm back with the clack and the click see I ain't playin
Why oh why oh WHY
Royce Da 5'9' please tell me why
Why the f**k these niggaz gon' let us get together and do this sh*t to 'em
It's so f**kin unfair
Sh*t is so unfair