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Uhh, yeah, my conference calls with Los and Kino consists of<br /> (Nigga, tone it down, there's way too much killin')<br /> Of course I ignore 'em, a poor man talk<br /> I don't give a fuck if I throw my poor fans offPathetic war done entered my brain<br /> And permanently changed me now I'm angry<br /> So fuck a metaphor, fuck hip hop, hip hop sucks<br /> You got, niggaz on top swingin' from 2Pac's nutsIt's like, I could go in the lab and try to write<br /> Somethin' that's nice or bright<br /> But I will be holdin' back my scripture's in the dark<br /> Deep rooted soldier inside my soul<br /> Uncontrollable temper like The Hulk'sMy wife don't like my album, it's way too dark for women<br /> She say it sound like I hold grudges<br /> She rather listen to Joe Budden's, no disrespect aight?<br /> But fuck a party now and everybody like(What's wrong witchu nigga? Every song you killin')<br /> (Every rhyme you spit is violently put)<br /> Lethal but I have no problem<br /> With puttin' this gun down and beatin' yo' ass upI was taught rhyme from the heart, they will feel you<br /> I like the dark, you cut on them lights, I will kill you<br /> (Something's wrong with him)(Just like his pops he don't give a fuck)<br /> (If you like him or not, he's a major problem)<br /> I will slap yo' ass in church<br /> And apologize to Jesus later, punkWhy am I hot and you not and why is you rich?<br /> And why I ain't got shit in my pocket but lint?<br /> This ain't rap no mo', this not a flow<br /> This is beef, there's a couple street niggaz that got to goMy name is Nickel, I'm from the suburbs<br /> (Yeah)<br /> It's only a ten minute drive to come and get you<br /> (Yeah)Tired of you hoes, I will slap snot side ways<br /> Outta ya nose, partnah<br /> (Partnah)<br /> I know we got drama but I will still show up<br /> At your funeral and hug yo' ugly ass mommaEverybody wanna know why the flow is so bad<br /> (Why is you so mad?)<br /> Everybody askin'(What's wrong witchu nigga? Every song you killin')<br /> (Every rhyme you spit is violently put)<br /> Lethal but I have no problem<br /> With puttin' this gun down and beatin' yo' ass upI was taught rhyme from the heart, they will feel you<br /> I like the dark, you cut on them lights, I will kill you<br /> (Something's wrong with him)I'm a natural since I wrote Black Girl<br /> I hope that you don't think that I won't smack yo' bitch<br /> 'Cause I will clap her if she happen to be witchu<br /> When I kill youYou can get ideas, nobody compares you thugs<br /> I will put out the bub on top of yo' head<br /> This .22 rifle, be shootin' them bouncin' bullets<br /> The enter into your head and exit out yo' footRide off as soon as my clip turns, you click<br /> And them choppers is lookin' for eyeballs<br /> (Yeah)<br /> You could bring yo' roughest, toughest thug<br /> That's jealous, just tell him to touch me, I will fuck him upI will knock his ass out<br /> And if I can't beat him I will grab my heater and pop his ass<br /> Fuck yo' life, stripes I will shock yo' hood<br /> And I ain't never dyin', knock on wood, whattup 'Los?(What's wrong witchu nigga? Every song you killin')<br /> (Every rhyme you spit is violently put)<br /> Lethal but I have no problem<br /> With puttin' this gun down and beatin' yo' ass upI was taught rhyme from the heart, they will feel you<br /> I like the dark, you cut on them lights, I will kill you<br /> (Something's wrong with him)Lyrics provided by TANCODEhttps://damnlyrics.com/" readonly=""/>

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Uhh, yeah, my conference calls with Los and Kino consists of
(Nigga, tone it down, there's way too much killin')
Of course I ignore 'em, a poor man talk
I don't give a fuck if I throw my poor fans offPathetic war done entered my brain
And permanently changed me now I'm angry
So fuck a metaphor, fuck hip hop, hip hop sucks
You got, niggaz on top swingin' from 2Pac's nutsIt's like, I could go in the lab and try to write
Somethin' that's nice or bright
But I will be holdin' back my scripture's in the dark
Deep rooted soldier inside my soul
Uncontrollable temper like The Hulk'sMy wife don't like my album, it's way too dark for women
She say it sound like I hold grudges
She rather listen to Joe Budden's, no disrespect aight?
But fuck a party now and everybody like(What's wrong witchu nigga? Every song you killin')
(Every rhyme you spit is violently put)
Lethal but I have no problem
With puttin' this gun down and beatin' yo' ass upI was taught rhyme from the heart, they will feel you
I like the dark, you cut on them lights, I will kill you

(Something's wrong with him)(Just like his pops he don't give a fuck)
(If you like him or not, he's a major problem)
I will slap yo' ass in church
And apologize to Jesus later, punkWhy am I hot and you not and why is you rich?
And why I ain't got shit in my pocket but lint?
This ain't rap no mo', this not a flow
This is beef, there's a couple street niggaz that got to goMy name is Nickel, I'm from the suburbs
(Yeah)
It's only a ten minute drive to come and get you
(Yeah)Tired of you hoes, I will slap snot side ways
Outta ya nose, partnah
(Partnah)
I know we got drama but I will still show up
At your funeral and hug yo' ugly ass mommaEverybody wanna know why the flow is so bad
(Why is you so mad?)
Everybody askin'(What's wrong witchu nigga? Every song you killin')
(Every rhyme you spit is violently put)
Lethal but I have no problem
With puttin' this gun down and beatin' yo' ass upI was taught rhyme from the heart, they will feel you
I like the dark, you cut on them lights, I will kill you
(Something's wrong with him)I'm a natural since I wrote Black Girl
I hope that you don't think that I won't smack yo' bitch
'Cause I will clap her if she happen to be witchu
When I kill youYou can get ideas, nobody compares you thugs
I will put out the bub on top of yo' head
This .22 rifle, be shootin' them bouncin' bullets
The enter into your head and exit out yo' footRide off as soon as my clip turns, you click
And them choppers is lookin' for eyeballs
(Yeah)
You could bring yo' roughest, toughest thug
That's jealous, just tell him to touch me, I will fuck him upI will knock his ass out
And if I can't beat him I will grab my heater and pop his ass
Fuck yo' life, stripes I will shock yo' hood
And I ain't never dyin', knock on wood, whattup 'Los?(What's wrong witchu nigga? Every song you killin')
(Every rhyme you spit is violently put)
Lethal but I have no problem
With puttin' this gun down and beatin' yo' ass upI was taught rhyme from the heart, they will feel you
I like the dark, you cut on them lights, I will kill you
(Something's wrong with him)

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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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