It’s the New Royce Da 5'9"

[Intro: Royce da 5'9"]
Let's go (Bar Exam 2, nigga!)
Oh! Yeah
(Green Lantern) Hoh! Hoh!
(It's a fucking invasion, you bastards!)
This ain't 'Ye, it's more like AIDS
This ain't James it's more like a trade and you more like Wade
And I ain't playin', I'm more like Cuban
Not the cigar, Mark; introducing...

[Hook: Jay-Z sample]
(It's the new!) Best rapper alive, best rapper alive
Best rapper alive, best rapper alive

[Verse 1: Royce da 5'9"]
Naw, this ain't Wayne, it's more like Pain
And I ain't talkin' bout with T-dash in front
I'm more like needin' rehab for months
Hock and spew lyrics
On Dr. Drew's spirit until he has the mumps
Drunk, that's if I can put it in one word
My niggas that ain't with all the drinkin', they want herb
So even though the car plush
The ashtray full of dark butts
Like we rollin' up lookin' for Yung Berg
Top off, bitch in the front, domin' me up 'til my rock soft
Either that or she gon' get lockjaw
Stop? Naw! If she come up for air, I cut her of
Like Jesse Jackson with a hand on Barack's balls
Ahh-aww! Nigga, it's me!
Jumper movie in the flesh straight from It'ly
Five series, six series Benzes
Fuck them little C's, I'm on some ole Maino shit
Throw everything at you but the kitchen sink till I plug you
It's goin' down, I'm on some ole Draino shit (Oh!)
I'm the Rich Po, not so, the flow spells gospel
Book you for a show and turn your hotel to hostel
(It's an invasion!) This ain't Luda, it's more like Shooter
Better yet, Shot Ya, Pac or Big Poppa?