
Everybody Goes Royce Da 5'9" (Ft. Ingrid Smalls)
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[Intro]
If you need me I will be nearby, mountain high, valley low
If you need me I will be nearby, mountain high, valley low
[Verse 1: Royce da 5’9”]
Hold it... uhh... uhh... uhh...
It depends on the type of men you keep in your regime
And when it's beef just how extreme they will go
You should bust yo' gat with care
Nigga go to jail, I get you stabbed for a pack of squares
It's more to me, look - past the beef
I'm laughin' that's why this album is so morbidly put
I tote twice just in case I gotta shoot you
And throw away my future for yo' life
I could knock you out
I'd rather stand over you holdin' a smokin' gun
Nigga, watch yo' mouth
You can go in that booth and call me all kinds of names
But motherfucker you gotta come out
So whoever hatin' my team
Remember who the gun totin', who provoked the fat lady to sing
It's one rule everybody should know
Everybody should calm down and just live 'cause
[Hook: Royce da 5’9”]
Everybody goes
Why all you front? The big picture stays the same
You can change the frame all you want
You can pretend all you wanna pretend
It's all gon' violently come to an end
Everybody goes
Die soldiers, try to live for the moment
We all borrow tomorrow, this is what God hones us
The biggest Indian giver, he gon' take it back
Erase you, I'm statin' facts to everybody
If you need me I will be nearby, mountain high, valley low
If you need me I will be nearby, mountain high, valley low
[Verse 1: Royce da 5’9”]
Hold it... uhh... uhh... uhh...
It depends on the type of men you keep in your regime
And when it's beef just how extreme they will go
You should bust yo' gat with care
Nigga go to jail, I get you stabbed for a pack of squares
It's more to me, look - past the beef
I'm laughin' that's why this album is so morbidly put
I tote twice just in case I gotta shoot you
And throw away my future for yo' life
I could knock you out
I'd rather stand over you holdin' a smokin' gun
Nigga, watch yo' mouth
You can go in that booth and call me all kinds of names
But motherfucker you gotta come out
So whoever hatin' my team
Remember who the gun totin', who provoked the fat lady to sing
It's one rule everybody should know
Everybody should calm down and just live 'cause
[Hook: Royce da 5’9”]
Everybody goes
Why all you front? The big picture stays the same
You can change the frame all you want
You can pretend all you wanna pretend
It's all gon' violently come to an end
Everybody goes
Die soldiers, try to live for the moment
We all borrow tomorrow, this is what God hones us
The biggest Indian giver, he gon' take it back
Erase you, I'm statin' facts to everybody
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