Stay Down Royce Da 5'9"

[Intro: various samples]
(Green Lantern!)
I wanna tote guns and shoot dice
J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League
Clap, clap, clap your hands, everybody
Clap your hands, everybody
Just clap, clap, clap your hands, everybody
Clap your hands, everybody
Clap, clap, clap your hands, everybody

[Verse 1]
I'm at war with the cops, sitting in the trap at 17
Drinking 7Up, I'm gon' mature with the spot
Young, black, apologetic, unpolished
Bet there'll never be another one solid
As I am, cuz I am down to put this iron down and go
One on one with anyone who wanna go
Nighty like pajama soldier life
Hut one, show you right, that don't mean snap the ball
That mean it's a gat involved, went from packing basketballs
To packing all the pockets in my jacket full with packs of raw
Laughing with the bitches looking at and laughing at the law
Capping with my niggas with the mama jokes
Oh lawdy, yo' mama rode over a dollar and made four quarters
Get money