[Verse 1: Royce da 5'9"]
First verse, uh, I'm on 'til I'm on a island
My life's ridin' on the autobahn on autopilot
Before I touch dirt, I'll kill y'all with kindness
I kill ya, my natural persona's much worse
You've been warned if you've been born or if you can form
Slap up a cop and then snatch 'em outta his uniform
Leave him with his socks, hard bottoms and bloomers on
And hang him by his balls from the horn of a unicorn
Y'all niggas's intellect mad slow, y'all fags know
Claimin' you bangin', you flamin'
Bet you could light your own cigarette with ya asshole
Me and Shady deaded the past, so that basically resurrected my cashflow
I might rap tight as the snatch of a fat dyke, though I ain't wrapped tight
My blood type's the '80s, my '90s was like the Navy
You was like the Bradys, you still fly kites daily
[Interlude: Eminem]
Catch me in my Mercedes...
[Verse 2: Chamillionaire]
Wait, let me interrupt you, Shady
They thought I couldn't drag the loot, but
Y'all must be crazy. Bullets in my .380
I keep a bunch like the Bradys
Have everyone dodging shots like Anderson
Cooper out in Haiti. They all be Wolf Blitzer
And I put in a full clip and you stay in the full trip
And you run and the fool flip. I'm MJ, I don't do
Pippen, I'm lyrically too sick. Wait till you're gone
And drop a bomb on your car like a stool pigeon
I'm with your girl in your auto
I'm letting her work my throttle
I think I just spilled a bottle of Moscato
Inside your Tahoe. Your girl is singing bravado
She think she Nelly Furtado, I keep on telling her
"Bravo!" Yeah, that's the Stephanie I know
First verse, uh, I'm on 'til I'm on a island
My life's ridin' on the autobahn on autopilot
Before I touch dirt, I'll kill y'all with kindness
I kill ya, my natural persona's much worse
You've been warned if you've been born or if you can form
Slap up a cop and then snatch 'em outta his uniform
Leave him with his socks, hard bottoms and bloomers on
And hang him by his balls from the horn of a unicorn
Y'all niggas's intellect mad slow, y'all fags know
Claimin' you bangin', you flamin'
Bet you could light your own cigarette with ya asshole
Me and Shady deaded the past, so that basically resurrected my cashflow
I might rap tight as the snatch of a fat dyke, though I ain't wrapped tight
My blood type's the '80s, my '90s was like the Navy
You was like the Bradys, you still fly kites daily
[Interlude: Eminem]
Catch me in my Mercedes...
[Verse 2: Chamillionaire]
Wait, let me interrupt you, Shady
They thought I couldn't drag the loot, but
Y'all must be crazy. Bullets in my .380
I keep a bunch like the Bradys
Have everyone dodging shots like Anderson
Cooper out in Haiti. They all be Wolf Blitzer
And I put in a full clip and you stay in the full trip
And you run and the fool flip. I'm MJ, I don't do
Pippen, I'm lyrically too sick. Wait till you're gone
And drop a bomb on your car like a stool pigeon
I'm with your girl in your auto
I'm letting her work my throttle
I think I just spilled a bottle of Moscato
Inside your Tahoe. Your girl is singing bravado
She think she Nelly Furtado, I keep on telling her
"Bravo!" Yeah, that's the Stephanie I know
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