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[Chorus: Cee-Lo, Royce the 5&#39;9&quot;]Give me a mountain. Give me a sea<br /> Put your mind on wonderland, be what you want to be. Wooow<br /> It&#39;s Politics. Ha my nigga<br /> Politics. Ha my nigga<br /> Politics. Ha my nigga<br /> Politics. Ha my nigga<br /> Politics. Ha my nigga<br /> Politics. Ha my nigga<br /> Politics. Ha my nigga<br /> Politics. Ha my nigga<br /> [Royce Da 5&#39;9&quot;]Seven years and countin, I&#39;ve been accounting<br /> For unaccountable rap problems<br /> &#39;Cause accountant countin his rap dollars<br /> The ice watch on the sleeve of the white collar<br /> Leanin like the Pisa towser, he&#39;s in power<br /> Standing on top of the black bottom<br /> You should pack up now that the dirty glove is with me<br /> Take your hat off inside of the mitten when you spittin<br /> &#39;Cause you can get it for sure<br /> Your whole rap clapped up out you<br /> If I don&#39;t get you back up<br /> Got you in a morgue sittin stiff in the drawer<br /> Niggaz I can&#39;t be caught, I can&#39;t be bought<br /> They call me the anti-core, anti-talk<br /> Anti, when it comes to gettin the kind of hugs<br /> That come from a fake thug<br /> That show me a sign of love<br /> Who am I to judge but you would not out of love<br /> Walk up if I was washed up like a Tsunami flood<br /> I ain&#39;t trying to bug<br /> But that&#39;s why you got to shove<br /> Come on..<br /> [Chorus][Royce Da 5&#39;9&quot;]Excuse me while I school them on how to pay these dues<br /> Tell whoever jealous and want to slay me, cool<br /> The whole game got the old bland of Mercedes blues<br /> Everybody wanna fill Jay-Z shoes<br /> I call it the Ferrari sniffs, the Phantom flu<br /> &#39;Cause y&#39;all sick, what already exists, can&#39;t be you<br /> <br /> I told y&#39;all niggaz in oh-two that I can&#39;t be touched<br /> Yo bitch call me sugar dick with the candy nuts<br /> But ain&#39;t shit sweet, don&#39;t get it twisted<br /> I&#39;ll beat yo ass, I don&#39;t need wine, I don&#39;t need cash<br /> I&#39;ll stick a sock in any nigga mouth in any market<br /> If he talkin, he a target, walk in his apartment<br /> While he drinkin, spark him &#39;til he leakin, coughin Remy Martin<br /> &#39;Cause if I flip my lid, you&#39;d have to toss him in the garbage<br /> Is nothin to toughen you out, fuck is you frontin about<br /> We cuttin you in, I&#39;m cuttin you out<br /> [Chorus][Royce Da 5&#39;9&quot;]Royce five nine is a prophet, in every sense of the word<br /> Superb finisher, administer words like ministers<br /> The tall tales of the low sales of a poet<br /> Centuries rolled up in the pen that he holds up<br /> He holds it to holy grail, when he saw the soul<br /> he was since told his flows, the Davinci code decoded<br /> Since chosen, he prays harder<br /> But everytime he spot a rival revolvers inside<br /> His bible like, Gregory Heins with the rage of Harlem<br /> Po-po&#39;s harder, team free-on, we so cold<br /> Red like beam be on sight, we got weed neon green<br /> We got a one yay, Celine Deion white, green<br /> Your last breath, you about five heartbeats away from death<br /> &#39;Cause you the leon type, so muahh<br /> Make you rest in peace<br /> No more records bein sold, less is me<br /> Five nine, unsigned<br /> [Chorus][Spoken Word - Royce]Yeahh, Royce Da 5&#39;9&quot;, my nigga Nottz<br /> This is a M.I.C and teams with collaboration<br /> Ladies and gentleman, I would like to introduce to you, Cee-Lo Green. Let&#39;s go<br /> [Royce and Cee-Lo]Give me a mountain. (Dream my nigga). Give me a sea<br /> (All my niggaz dealin with the politics). Put your mind on wonderland<br /> (I smell you my nigga). Be what you want to be. (Dream my nigga)<br /> It&#39;s politics my nigga. [repeat 8X]Lyrics provided by TANCODEhttps://damnlyrics.com/" readonly=""/>

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[Chorus: Cee-Lo, Royce the 5'9"]Give me a mountain. Give me a sea
Put your mind on wonderland, be what you want to be. Wooow
It's Politics. Ha my nigga
Politics. Ha my nigga
Politics. Ha my nigga
Politics. Ha my nigga
Politics. Ha my nigga
Politics. Ha my nigga
Politics. Ha my nigga
Politics. Ha my nigga
[Royce Da 5'9"]Seven years and countin, I've been accounting
For unaccountable rap problems
'Cause accountant countin his rap dollars
The ice watch on the sleeve of the white collar
Leanin like the Pisa towser, he's in power
Standing on top of the black bottom
You should pack up now that the dirty glove is with me
Take your hat off inside of the mitten when you spittin

'Cause you can get it for sure
Your whole rap clapped up out you
If I don't get you back up
Got you in a morgue sittin stiff in the drawer
Niggaz I can't be caught, I can't be bought
They call me the anti-core, anti-talk
Anti, when it comes to gettin the kind of hugs
That come from a fake thug
That show me a sign of love
Who am I to judge but you would not out of love
Walk up if I was washed up like a Tsunami flood
I ain't trying to bug
But that's why you got to shove
Come on..
[Chorus][Royce Da 5'9"]Excuse me while I school them on how to pay these dues
Tell whoever jealous and want to slay me, cool
The whole game got the old bland of Mercedes blues
Everybody wanna fill Jay-Z shoes
I call it the Ferrari sniffs, the Phantom flu
'Cause y'all sick, what already exists, can't be you
I told y'all niggaz in oh-two that I can't be touched
Yo bitch call me sugar dick with the candy nuts
But ain't shit sweet, don't get it twisted
I'll beat yo ass, I don't need wine, I don't need cash
I'll stick a sock in any nigga mouth in any market
If he talkin, he a target, walk in his apartment
While he drinkin, spark him 'til he leakin, coughin Remy Martin
'Cause if I flip my lid, you'd have to toss him in the garbage
Is nothin to toughen you out, fuck is you frontin about
We cuttin you in, I'm cuttin you out
[Chorus][Royce Da 5'9"]Royce five nine is a prophet, in every sense of the word
Superb finisher, administer words like ministers
The tall tales of the low sales of a poet
Centuries rolled up in the pen that he holds up
He holds it to holy grail, when he saw the soul
he was since told his flows, the Davinci code decoded
Since chosen, he prays harder
But everytime he spot a rival revolvers inside
His bible like, Gregory Heins with the rage of Harlem
Po-po's harder, team free-on, we so cold
Red like beam be on sight, we got weed neon green
We got a one yay, Celine Deion white, green
Your last breath, you about five heartbeats away from death
'Cause you the leon type, so muahh
Make you rest in peace
No more records bein sold, less is me
Five nine, unsigned
[Chorus][Spoken Word - Royce]Yeahh, Royce Da 5'9", my nigga Nottz
This is a M.I.C and teams with collaboration
Ladies and gentleman, I would like to introduce to you, Cee-Lo Green. Let's go
[Royce and Cee-Lo]Give me a mountain. (Dream my nigga). Give me a sea
(All my niggaz dealin with the politics). Put your mind on wonderland
(I smell you my nigga). Be what you want to be. (Dream my nigga)
It's politics my nigga. [repeat 8X]

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Ryan Montgomery A.K.A. Royce Da 5′9″ - born July 5, 1977 - is a rapper hailing from Detroit, Michigan, United States. In addition to his work as a solo artist, Royce has released material as a member of the "super group" Slaughterhouse (with Joe Budden, Joell Ortiz and Crooked I ) and with Eminem as the duo Bad Meets Evil.

The name “Royce” came from his R shaped Turkish link chain which was said to have resembled a Rolls Royce logo. During high school Royce was one of the shortest players on his basketball team, standing 5′9” at age 18.

Royce signed with Tommy Boy records in 1998 and later was slated to release his debut album Rock City. Though this relationship was premature, Royce ended up leaving the label citing creative differences.

Royce began working with well known Game Recordings who helped get him in front of the right people to negotiate a deal with Columbia Records. Royce’s Rock City debut was yet again plagued with delays, during which the album was heavily bootlegged. Though not in their favor, Columbia chose to release Rock City in limited quantity and quickly went out of print by the time Royce left Columbia.

Around this time Royce dropped the underground banger “Boom” with production by Dj Premier. Soon thereafter he joined up with Koch / Game Recordings and released Rock City (Version 2.0) independently.

Most well known for his association with Slim Shady – the two met at a concert while Slim was promoting his Slim Shady EP. The two formed a Duo called Bad Meets Evil, releasing a number of tracks including “Renegades” [Original Version], “Nuttin’ to Do”, “Scary Movies”, “She’s the One”, and “See You In Hell”, which appeared on Eminem’s album The Slim Shady LP, titled “Bad Meets Evil”.

In 2001 Royce was set to work with Dr Dre’s Chronic 2000 project as a ghostwriter. He contributed tracks including “The Message”, “The Throne Is Mine”, “Stay In Your Place” and the original version of “Xxplosive” titled “The Way I Be Pimpin’”.

Royce’s association with Dr. Dre ceased when his manager, Kino Childrey spoke to a reporter about Eminem and Dre in the studio. Royce refused to dismiss his manager and long time friend, ending his relationship with Dre.

Royce and Em had a mutual friendship with Proof. Though Royce had bad blood with D12 member, Bizarre, stemming from a earlier freestyle battle with Royce’s brother. Misscommunication escalated the beef between the pair, causing it to spiral out of control and include all members of the rap group D12.

In 2002, Royce called Eminem to request to be signed to Shady Records. Eminem declined and soon thereafter signed 50-cent to Shady Records instead.

Royce released several diss tracks including “Shit on U” (over D12’s “Shit on You”), taking shots at Bizzare of D12. Royce continued record dis tracks including “We Ridin’”, “Death Day”, and “Malcolm X”. There’s speculation that Royce and Em often wrote bars dissing each other subliminally.

From 2002-2003 Royce kept a low profile releasing releasing Build & Destroy, and Build & Destroy: The Lost Sessions Part 1 across the mixtape circuit.

In 2003, Royce’s beef with D12 finally reached its tipping point. Royce and Proof and their entourages spilled into the streets of Detroit arguing but the issue dissipated once firearms were drawn. The two rappers spent a night in jail, and settled their beef.

In 2004 Royce released his sophomore effort Death Is Certain on Koch records, as well as two mixtapes from his crew M.I.C. (Make it Count). The crew includes members Royce, Kid Vishis,and June.

2005 marked Royce’s third full length album release Independent’s Day on Trouble/M.I.C. Records.

Royce Da 5′9″ was sentenced to jail on September 19, 2006 for parole violation for a prior DUI charge. Royce was sentenced to one year in the clink at Oakland County Jail, Pontiac, Michigan. On January 9, 2007, Royce got out of jail on work-release.

Royce has a strong ghostwriting resume including the track “Tell Me” ft. Christina Aguilera for Diddy’s album Press Play.

In May 2007, Royce Da 5′9″ released a mixtape called The Bar Exam which features DJ Premier and Statik Selektah on the Wheels of Steel.

In 2008, Royce confirmed that he had officially resolved his longstanding differences with Eminem and celebrated with a reunion concert on July 12, 2008 at Saint Andrews Hall. A mixtape of the reunion concert was soon released thereafter.

Royce also had beef with other industry majors including Mistah Fab, Cashi$, and Joe Budden, Kanye West and the Ruff Ryders.

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