It's Tuesday [intro] (Produced by Nashiem Myrick) - Royce da 5'9"
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It's Royce 5'9!![Royce talking]<br /> Yeah, you scared ain't you? Haha<br /> Relax.. it's just music<br /> (It's Royce 5'9!!)<br /> D-Elite, Jah 5'9, Royce 5'9<br /> Cha Cha, Cut Throat, Billy Nix<br /> My nigga Tre' Little, my nigga E<br /> The Rock City niggaz, we in a world of our own<br /> Don't you want to come ride wit us?<br /> Come ride wit us<br /> Yeah, ride wit us down in Seven Mile<br /> Niggaz with Rock City tattoos on they forearms<br /> Niggaz throwin they sevens up wit..<br /> Detroit D tattooed on they hand<br /> That's how we do.. niggaz'll die for this shit<br /> Time to play.. check it outAiyyo, sit back, smoke, the joke is over, you woke<br /> This is pure provoked "Murder", it's over "She Wrote"<br /> I don't know how niggaz manage to sleep<br /> Wake up! The clock radio done panicked the streets<br /> Say somethin! I been waitin now hand me these beats<br /> I'm simply a branch of the Slim Shady family tree<br /> That'll snap - D12 first in line of the wrath, I came last<br /> Bout to put my size nine and a half, in the game's ass<br /> Once I hit the booth I swooped on niggaz like "Whoosh"<br /> Two-bit niggaz, coupes, and figures we rule<br /> I been viscious, dissless and from one track to the next<br /> I was gangsta when rap was nothin but the hats with the X<br /> I sat and watched album for album, niggaz flop<br /> Niggaz went from pro-black to Italian, I was hot<br /> I worked my fuckin ass off, hopin to blast off<br /> Now I'ma let y'all see me, like when Ghost took his mask off<br /> Give you more run for ya ones, packin a full clip<br /> Rapper niggaz come witcha guns, don't bullshit<br /> I'ma only give you wild shit, rap with a mild pitch<br /> Only clever with that occasional style switch<br /> y'all niggaz play around on the mic, that's why I'm bout to lay it down<br /> Savor they way that you soundin tonight<br /> Because, I listen to y'all niggaz records on Fool's Day<br /> Now crack open and bump my shit, it's Tuesday![women singing]<br /> It's Royce 5'9!!<br /> This nigga know he too cool<br /> But don't ya know ya too smooth<br /> I really love how ya do<br /> It ain't no other like you<br /> You better wake up, he's coming...<br /> <br /> Songwriters<br /> MONTGOMERY, RYAN D./BELL, THOMAS RANDOLPH/HART, WILLIAM A./MYRICK, NASHIEM/STONE, LEE HARVEYPublished by<br /> Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Roba Music Song Discussions is protected by U.S. Patent 9401941. Other patents pending.Lyrics provided by TANCODEhttps://damnlyrics.com/" readonly=""/>
It's Tuesday [intro] (Produced by Nashiem Myrick) Lyrics
It's Royce 5'9!![Royce talking]
Yeah, you scared ain't you? Haha
Relax.. it's just music
(It's Royce 5'9!!)
D-Elite, Jah 5'9, Royce 5'9
Cha Cha, Cut Throat, Billy Nix
My nigga Tre' Little, my nigga E
The Rock City niggaz, we in a world of our own
Don't you want to come ride wit us?
Come ride wit us
Yeah, ride wit us down in Seven Mile
Niggaz with Rock City tattoos on they forearms
Niggaz throwin they sevens up wit..
Detroit D tattooed on they hand
That's how we do.. niggaz'll die for this shit
Time to play.. check it outAiyyo, sit back, smoke, the joke is over, you woke
This is pure provoked "Murder", it's over "She Wrote"
I don't know how niggaz manage to sleep
Wake up! The clock radio done panicked the streets
Say somethin! I been waitin now hand me these beats
I'm simply a branch of the Slim Shady family tree
That'll snap - D12 first in line of the wrath, I came last
Bout to put my size nine and a half, in the game's ass
Once I hit the booth I swooped on niggaz like "Whoosh"
Two-bit niggaz, coupes, and figures we rule
I been viscious, dissless and from one track to the next
I was gangsta when rap was nothin but the hats with the X
I sat and watched album for album, niggaz flop
Niggaz went from pro-black to Italian, I was hot
I worked my fuckin ass off, hopin to blast off
Now I'ma let y'all see me, like when Ghost took his mask off
Give you more run for ya ones, packin a full clip
Rapper niggaz come witcha guns, don't bullshit
I'ma only give you wild shit, rap with a mild pitch
Only clever with that occasional style switch
y'all niggaz play around on the mic, that's why I'm bout to lay it down
Savor they way that you soundin tonight
Because, I listen to y'all niggaz records on Fool's Day
Now crack open and bump my shit, it's Tuesday![women singing]
It's Royce 5'9!!
This nigga know he too cool
But don't ya know ya too smooth
I really love how ya do
It ain't no other like you
You better wake up, he's coming...
Songwriters
MONTGOMERY, RYAN D./BELL, THOMAS RANDOLPH/HART, WILLIAM A./MYRICK, NASHIEM/STONE, LEE HARVEYPublished by
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Roba Music Song Discussions is protected by U.S. Patent 9401941. Other patents pending.