The Warriors-Royce Da 5'9 --- [replace by 963792]

[ti:The Warriors] [ar:Royce Da 5'9”] [al:Street Hop] [offset:0] [00:01.01]Check the scene, pappas [00:05.88]Slaughterhouse, still standing [00:08.07] [00:09.88]There was a murder last night [00:12.07]And the sh*t didn't really sit right with me [00:14.20] [00:15.01]So I had to tell a story [00:16.82] [00:17.57]Ohhhhhhhhh baby! [00:20.20] [00:20.94]Blood on the walls, [00:22.13] [00:23.01]America's worst nightmare, ahead by light years [00:26.38]Hip-Hop's only shining star in the night's air [00:29.07]Right here, don't fight fair, what I write yeah [00:31.98]Might there, throw 'em off like they Bobby Knight's chair [00:34.51]I been where you trying to be, I'm already hot [00:37.64]All about cake, Betty Crock' and spit ready rock [00:40.51]They know my bar came venom in a bezzie rock [00:43.39]Kicked from fight club, outfit from Eddie Brock [00:46.46]I'm going for the kill, focused on a steady plot [00:49.14]John Wilkes the Booth like when he dead aimed his nezzie shot [00:51.89]You listenin to hip-hop's finest [00:54.88]You rewind this, Slaughterhouse behind this [00:57.89]I like rap, this sh*t is cool, I'm better than mad niggaz [01:00.64]But I'm just as good a crack pitcher as a pad ripper [01:03.52]I say that to say this [01:04.96]Don't let mad liquor turn me to a bodybag zipper and not a ad-libber [01:08.40]Couple joints ago I was right on that ave wit'cha [01:12.14]Mad bigger than the cats David Tyree had last winter [01:14.78]I'm not a made-up character [01:16.89]That's a Puerto Rican Brooklynite with two kids y'all see in them mag pictures [01:20.83]And however I gotta feed 'em I will [01:22.96]All they ever gon' need in life is just, me and my will [01:25.58]Interfere with that it's gong be more than a beat that I kill [01:28.70]Disrespect with an indirect and you will see if I'm real [01:31.58]F**k you blood-sucking parasites [01:33.57]I'm bringing the terror right in front of your parents' sight [01:36.46]You parents' eyes, and yeah I wear a pair of pipes [01:39.33]I wear 'em like Sega like on a pair of thighs [01:42.27]I'm Eric Wright, I'm (Ruthless), I terrorize [01:45.20]You'll either perish or be paralyzed; I'm a thousand degrees Fahrenheit [01:49.33]I'm even keepin them heaters when we perform [01:51.46]On stage rocking like we from Korn, the people roar [01:55.14]What they don't know it's a secret war [01:56.64]Inside of a rider I'm seeking revenge on the world for bein born! [02:00.58]And the desert eagle is "mi amor" [02:02.58]She'll f**k you to death, blow your brains, either or cause she a whore [02:06.64]Allow me to reassure your stripe's worthless [02:09.14]Like a pair of Diadora's when it leaves the Adidas store [02:12.14]Don't be comparin us to rappers [02:14.08]Compare us to the Arabs, this a terrorist attack, uh - BOOM! [02:17.83]Lord have mercy, we here to destroy EVERY-thing [02:20.64]You niggaz is butter in front a F**KIN machete swing [02:23.58]Motherf**ker I'm fly, I ain't no scary goon [02:26.39]Try me and I guarantee you I'ma see you very soon [02:29.14]Leave a ni**a a** out like Prince, take his b**ch [02:32.27]Put my (Graffiti Bridge) right (Under Her Cherry Moon) (woo!) [02:35.45]We notorious, pushin them Porsches [02:36.64]Y'all niggaz the orphans; US, we the warriors [02:41.08]Ohhhhh, wait a minute papis [02:43.20]Royce, slow down baby [02:45.58]This rap sh*t is a workout on my legs (why?) [02:48.14]A ni**a goin hard on his bike but two million dudes is jumpin on the pegs [02:52.07]They know when that raw sh*t get recorded [02:54.14]Either let your speakers enforce it or lay down in a moshpit [02:57.53]Of course it's the bosses, acting like officers [03:00.58]Running in these corporate offices [03:03.02] [03:03.63]Hungry looking or a four-course dish no matter what the cost is [03:06.95]Like the world's lawless so we don't know what remorse is [03:09.76]Cause the V need like a thousand horses [03:11.95]Slaughterhouse hoodie on, that's my new couture sh*t [03:15.26]It's Jumpoff! He be the best [03:17.69]Computers rank me number 1, blame the BCS [03:20.57]It's they fault ni**a [03:21.63]Ask about your boy, I'm nice with my hands [03:23.45]Maybe that's why, every last thing I write is a jam [03:26.07]Minus the fans, the flights to Japan, I am the man [03:28.63]Anyone who feel they could see me is in dire need of a eye exam [03:32.32]My mind expands wider than the fanbase of a fire band [03:35.70]And what I release from my diaphragm [03:37.82]Sticks to you, like the wrists of Spiderman [03:39.57]Fool a average listeners what you liars can do but you will die a scam [03:43.07]When I die they will retire my entire hand [03:46.52]For years of scripted whoop-a**, making intruders try a can [03:49.64]I guess the moral of the story is Joell's victorious [03:52.38]And e'rything's all gravy like Notorious [03:54.95]I left a ni**a dead cause he said he was ready for I [03:57.57]Let the Beretta give him wings since he said he was fly [04:00.53]I'm in my Chevy riding to "Bar Exam" and "Mood Muzik" [04:03.78]They the closest to "Reasonable Doubt" and "Ready to Die" [04:06.15]Crooked I, watch for snitches and wire devices [04:08.77]My fo'-fifth, fire in crisis, lift you higher than prices [04:12.15]All my ice, and on the mic, I am the nicest [04:14.77]Me and my b**ch ride for life like Osirus and Isis [04:17.33]Yeah, word to Run-D.M.C. I'm (Tougher Than Leather-face) [04:20.35]Never threw a gun in the trash but they call me Weapon Waist [04:23.60]It's like you movin from the projects to the Hamptons [04:26.52]The way my hammers be sending bastards to a better place [04:29.52]Let me set it straight, they fans been led astray [04:32.45]Niggaz keep gassing with guns with unleaded spray [04:35.27]They don't know they one flow, one medic away [04:38.47]From being taken away from here in the leaded state [04:41.03]I handle all of my serious issues with metal [04:43.78]I stick you so deep in the earth your zipper can tickle the devil [04:46.78]I'm skippin the pick and the shovel [04:48.52]I'm picking you up and I'm shoving your head in the mud until your kickings is level [04:52.52]Pardon I live for the moment, you rhyming I give the atonement [04:55.70]Like the Indians, I scalp and I wig the opponent (yeah) [04:58.40]But I'm a chief, matter fact I'm a BEAST [05:00.77]I'm a motherf**kin Slaughterhouse G [05:03.27]BOOM!