I Ain’t Bullshittin’ Slaughterhouse

[Chorus: Royce Da 5'9"]
I ain't made it this far fuckin' round stankin' ass bitches
See I ain’t made it this far slippin'
So I ain’t 'bout to start right now
Said I ain’t bout to start right now, I ain’t bullshittin'
I ain’t made this much money doin' bad business
Or listenin' to stupid ass, goofy ass niggas
So I ain’t bout to start right now
Said I ain’t bout to start right now, I ain’t bullshittin'

[Verse 1 : Royce Da 5'9"]
Never hesitate to up-and-touch your foes jaw
Bullet proof vest on fuckin' hoe’s raw
Only fear I have is being a has-been
Only thing I care about is just who’s been laughin'
Dig a hole, make a box for soon as this craft ends
Or just put my ass in rehab with Charlie Sheen, three tabs
And some Jin for you to get mad and then
We gon' sniff enough blow in here to kill two and half men
Niggas think I came up fast in this game laughin' at lames
With a map of an immaculate passageway to spectacular fame
That’s how they do you every time, they think you’re fake
You ain’t the truest until you make the papers then they sue you
That’s when I tell you bitch to do it for this vine
She ain’t gon' never say to me, she ain’t gon' do it
Toast to long journeys, I ride separate, only problem that I have
With the big motherfucker’s a wide stretcher, in long gurney
Then you’re gon' see a murder case deflate
When my attorneys apply pressure