[Royce Da 5'9"]
Yeah.. nigga pick up yo', hands and pretend
Just like if it's a, show - the lyrical cut throat
He can and we will show, you BRRTTT, stick up yo'
Man with his pis-tol, hand over his {HO!}
Lo and behold, plenty soldiers is rollin
The road that they own is the one where they go
When they gets me the pinnacle of the nigga
Hold-in the pencil, any flow, nigga pick one {HO!}
I treat my rhyme like heat my mind
Might be like keen-eye sight
I treat y'all like "Three Blind Mice"
You can't hit what you can't see, the M.I.C. {HO!}
This is the shit that you wish you could spit
When you sit and you listen to the clique that is swift with the written
The poetry depicted officially blowin you little niggas away
Bout to switch up the flow, soon as you hear me say {HO!}

[Hook: Royce]
Make, that flow; switch, that flow
Get, different when you hear me say {HO!}
Make, It Count; step, yo' game up
When you hear me say {HO!}
Make, that flow; switch, that flow
Get, different when you hear me say {HO!}
.. get wild (whyllllle out!) Whyle out {HO!}
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