SayDatThen Slaughterhouse

[Intro: Royce da 5'9"]
You got something on your mind, nigga?
Say dat then

[Verse 1: Crooked I, Royce da 5'9"]
Well, let me say it without worryin' about if my label okay it
When Weapon Waist wylin' out, man, give him room
Used to have skeletons in my closet, but now they sit in my livin' room
Octomom, I picture puttin' more niggas
In a hole than that bitch's womb, the street sweeper's the wicked witches broom
A silver spoon, I never had it (Nah)
I grew up mad at Anne Frank, 'cause the bitch lived in a better attic
(A better attic) Say dat then
I seen my share of static, they say that it made me charismatic
Born leader who was born Libra in a foreign two-seater
With a porn diva, blowin' reefer and pouring liters of vodka
'Cause the feds freezin' a nigga bread
I'm drinkin', thinkin' they gon' seize me even when I'm dead (Fuck 'em)
Killers in my backyard, in the dark with choppers
While I'm sleepin' in my bed (Fuck [?]), dreamin' about Slaughterhouse
Droppin' an album that's a chart topper while I got these
Demons schemin' on my head even though I'm the realest (Yes)
See, there wasn't enough violence in Menace II Society
To show you how Cali killers be chillin' in society
And the police, they hate me
Long Beach PD prolly wanna kill Eminem for signin' me (Real talk)
'Cause I was supposed to be a statistic
A ghost to me is realistic, my dead homie said, "Say dat then"