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Royce Da 5`9" f D-Elite

In the Presence of Wolves

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[Royce Da 5`9"]Yo Tre`, you gon` spot me or what?Let the games beginJah 5`9", where you at?Round one (CHI-CHI GOT THE LLELLO!)Yeah, real niggaz on the prowl, HOO!You`s in the presence of wolves, let go your goodsI smell your blood in my neck of the woodsFuck around with us and get found on your neck in the woodsGive him respect in his hood, don`t mess with his crewNiggaz be, salty as pretzels when I`m in the Lex` and it`s movinInvadin and steppin in my shoes is a definite intrusionI`m exceptionally cool, never expect to be under pressureor rescued, definitely only sweat in the BOOTHI`m officially fuckin you up with, nuttin but witA blizzard is frozen, hidden under the clothinListen, you lyrical nothin you, you touchin who?When it was wrote, you spit it, you thought you ripped it you loved itIt`s like, the sun is above us when the wrist is uncoveredLike, all you gon` spit is blood or kick is the bucketLike – 99 percent of you niggaz that rhyme SUCK!This is, the point of no return, I`m stuck[Tre` Little]Yo, yo you fuck-head niggaz ain`t makin gangsta musicI make music for gangstas, it`s therapeudicYou wild out to it, let the guns go tooSpittin out, skeet out, smoke a blunt to it (ERRR!)Fake niggaz don`t dare, it`s too realHave you doin drive-bys on my command, NOW KILL! (UHH!)Go on, sniff the chi-chi, rock along with meIt goes - guns, murder murder live in Rock CityYou knowwww - don`t let you get beside yourselfIt`s just a, terrible thing to just lose your healthLook wrong, don`t speak, just lose your wealthThat`s the truth baby boy - shhh, quiet as keptThey games we play, official titty bars and rimsBlowin money on pussy, you can probably stealDrink so much alcohol, shit, liver like steelThat`s they way that I am; light, slim but still[Cut Throat]I feel the heat around the corner but I can`t see smokeFeel it comin in the night, no lights no coatsThey say it`s cold out here, I know how that feelNo help when you down, well reality illSee the life and the lights on connected with crimeWanna bang out these rhymes but can`t say street timesWhat you about the struggle of what Cut go through?When niggaz tryin to grind, what won`t they do?It`s do or die baby, y`all all aloneNo hoes, just your soul, and a heart this coldGotta, stay away; don`t let your, spirit breakMore, moves to make might not, be your fateGet Cut Throat on these pussies, that`s the ride I tookLast gangsta left standin in a room full of crooksIf it`s poppin come the fuck on, let`s handle this nowMy soliders stratigize, that`s how we get down[Billy Nix]Look at my life, I`m dead, gunshots over my headI - sleep on the streets, gunshots over my bedCarryin unnecessary weight, envy and hateX-Government Agent, enemy of the stateDeath, covers the pavement, tecs under your waistLimited aim, unlimited range, niggaz eraseSlow down, you gettin on now, your name is mentionedIn and outta the game, fame done stained your visionAs light shines you niggaz just write rhymesConfined in light time combined with mental dead bitchesThe black man just tryin to get ahead witchuOpen your eyes `fore some dumb nigga with lead hits you (uhh)I speak peace cause peace is relevantContinuous struggle for betterment, war with inner selfFightin with the inner beast, wantin whores and cutiesthat shows around the globe during my time of dutyDevils can`t kill me, niggaz can`t stop meListen and learn, witness the return of the mock DDeath is a funny thing - you can die, bein brokeor you can die from the drama that gettin money bring[Royce Da 5`9"]AH-ROO! Mic`s up, lights outReal niggaz on the prowlStill drink if it ain`t mines(Real niggaz) Throw up drinks like gang signsMic`s up, lights outYeah, r-real niggaz on the prowlStill drink if it ain`t mines(Real niggaz) Throw up drinks like gang signsYeah, X-Gov, Tre` LittleCha Cha, B.O., 5`9", yeahYo, CHI-CHI GOT THE LLELLO! {*echoes*}Yeah yeah, Wall Street, yeah yeah yeahYo, yo, real niggaz throw up drinks like gang signsAH-ROO! Yeah yeah yeah yeahDrink if it ain`t minesReal niggaz throw up drinks like gang signsMic`s up, lights outYeah, AH-ROO! (CHI-CHI GOT THE LLELLO!)AH-ROO! {*fades out*}

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