(Its Royce 5-9)   Yea, you scared aint you?   Relax, its just music   (Its Royce 5-9)   The elite, jive 5-9   Royce 5-9, cha cha   Cut throat, really nix   My nigga trey little, my nigga E   Rocky city niggas   we in a world of our own   Dont u wanna come ride with us?   Come on ride with us   Ride with us down 7 mile   Niggas with rocky city tattoos on their fore arms   Niggas throwin their 7s up with   Detroit D tattooed on their hand   Thats what we do   niggas would die for this shit   Its time to play... Check it out      Ayo, Sit back, smoke a joke, its over u wrote   This is pure provoke murder, its over she wrote it   I don't know how niggas manage to sleep   wake up!   The clock radio, dont paniced the streets   say something!   I been waiting, now hand me these beets   Im simply a branch of the slim shady family tree   That will snap!   D12 first in line to rap   I came last   bout to put my size 9 1/2 in the games ass   Once i hit the roof, i swoop on niggas like whooosh!   2 bit niggas, cooks and figures regroup   I been fishing, just listen   From one track to the next   I was gangstah when rap was nothing but hats with the X   I sat and watched, album for album, niggas flocked   Niggas went from pro black to italian, I was hot   I worked my fucking ass off, hoping to blast off   Now im going to let you all see me   Like when ghost took his mask off   Give you more run for your ones, packing a full clip   Rapper niggas come with your guns, Don't bullshit   Im going to only give you wild shit   Rap with a mild pitch   Only clever, with that occational style switch   Ya'll niggas play around on the mic   Thats why im about to lay it down   Savor the way you sound in the night   Becaue I listen to ya'll niggas records on fools day   Now crack open my shit, its Tuesday.      (Its Royce 5-9)   This nigga know he too cool   But don't you know your too smooth   I really love how you do   There aint no other like you   (You better wake up, hes coming)      [Fade]