Yeah Royce Da 5'9"

[Scratched]
"I'm the last emcee that's alive"

[Verse 1]
Nickle nine, nine in the waistline
Diss me, fine, you won't be the first one
Piss me off, you get done in the worst way
I bring light to the night, put the Sun in the Earth's way
Balls of the outlaw, hanging out the draws
Of the dark blue house, y'all
Standing and rambling with all of that mouth y'all
Got hit, shot with the cannon when I'm standing up and going all out for
Phantom of the opera, sitting in the Phantom
In the parking lot, examining how I keep my name out y'all mouth
I drop names like Game, but I don't mean say 'em
I mean spray 'em, they drop, brrt, ha
I have a nigga blistering quicker then chicken pox
In a box in a river sitting stiffer than six o'clock
Knock, you can't see me, labels you can't sign me
You can either Jay-Z me or JV me, get it?

[Hook]
Yeah, Nickle ain't going nowhere, yeah
I ask who want it, nobody, say yeah
Hoes that used to be like no going yeah
Somebody, anybody, say yeah
My niggas in the back of the spot like yeah
Bitches up under the spotlight like yeah