Royce is going to fucking kill you

[Royce Da 5'9"]
Ha, true motherfuckers know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Yeah, up in the studio getting blowed
Truest shit I ever spoke

[Royce Da 5'9"]
How can I go from rocking wit Dre, to falling out
Wit Shady, and poping my glock on the block to dropping on Koch!
Mistakes that I've made, I've learned to regret
Impatiently we blazing them AK's, to earn the respect
(I) don' been in the trenches for years, in this rap shit
Where my name is mention is fear, compared to that shit
(I) don' paid my dues, (I) don' learned more from my mistakes
Then I learned in any grade in my school
(I) could have made you today, (I) could raise ya brow
On a label that's foul or made you on radio play
(I) could guide myself, through the game myself
Give you the chills, kill hip hop, and save myself
(I) learned to behave myself, people choose sides when
They figure you die, I learned they take away my wealth
All these niggas that used to page me, everyday that I dealt
But they all gone, y'all wrong, (I) page myself, because

[Chorus: Royce Da 5'9"]
I do this music for me, I take time and put pride in it
This music is me, it's no ruining me
I'm the truest MC, as hot as you need me to be, as cool as can be
If you was true as me, then this for you, but I do it for
I do this music for me, I take time and put pride in it
This music is me, it's no ruining me
I'm the truest MC, as hot as you need me to be, as cool as can be
If you was true as me, then this for you, but I do it for me

[Royce Da 5'9"]
Every breath I breathe, every second I have
To be in the lab, wit young man, making a track at least
In the basement, rapping in peace, Patiently Waiting
To blow up and grow up, back and away from this rapping beef shit
All of that should cease, cause I feel like quitting
Back to the factory, rap for ME, when I feel like spitting
Go out and kill a clown a day, don't call me Royce no more
It's Ryan, I just threw Detroit's crown away!
It's only so many times, I could let my temper get tested
I can't handle it, I'll eventually get arrested
I'm on the verge of doin some things, that won't help - shit!
Take myself away from my family, is so selfish
I can't help shit, lately I been ignoring rules
You taking care of too many people, to go and lose
(I) do my music and speak truly, without the influence of movies
Or these fools in the street, that wanna do me, nigga

[Chorus]

[Royce Da 5'9"]
True motherfuckers know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Yeah, up in the studio getting blowed
Truest shit I ever spoke
Yeah, hopin you true motherfuckers know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Yeah, up in the studio getting blowed
Truest shit I ever spoke

Writer : MONTGOMERY, RYAN / QUALLS, JASON
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.