Origineel
[Hook]
Ridin, survivin
Tryin not to die and tryna cop a island
5’9″ and, sleazy
The game needs me, cause I’m drama
I got problems, I can’t resolve ‘em
It’s no beefin, I can’t call ‘em
I’m ridin, survivin
Tryin not to die then, look him in his eyes then
[Royce Da 5’9″]
Royce 5’9″, YEAH.. yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, remember me?
The hype man that came in to blaze shit
Brought in by the white man like I came on a slave ship
And chains; no master can turn his back on the only rapper
Can match him and burn him on his own track with him
No goin back with him; cause holmes actin like
He got Capone backin him (why?) He’s gone platinum
WOW, I’m hurt, cause now his words
Cause now he famous ‘bout as down to earth as it rains the worst
My value will grow with my next release
CUT THE CHECK, I suggest you invest in extra ink
My next album should raise the brow of every man, woman and child
And today, I gotta get paid
You got a sign on your door that says “Keep Out”
I can’t fire no more, I can’t reach out
You truly know more later after you learn
My last favor to ask you was when, “Don’t do me no more favors”
[Hook]
[Royce – over Hook]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
5’9″, yeah
Cause I’m drama, yeah!
How the fuck you gon’ forget about me niggas?
[Outro: Royce Da 5’9″]
Yeah, yeah, I’mma show you muh’fuckers
How to go from no buzz, to a big-ass buzz
I’m a ill motherfucker
I don’t need nobody to hold my motherfuckin hand
Whatever niggas, one hun’ned
’03 is my year nigga, Royce 5’9″
The drama king nigga, DRAMA
[Hook]
[Royce – over Hook]
“Rock City Version 2.0” in stores right now
Feel me!
“Dead or Alive” the new album comin in Spring niggas
If you gonna go buy the motherfucker pray for me
If not, FIGHT ME!
Motherfucker, holla!
Vertaling
[Hook]
Ridin, survivin
Tryin not to die and tryna cop a island
5’9″ and, sleazy
The game needs me, cause I’m drama
I got problems, I can’t resolve ‘em
It’s no beefin, I can’t call ‘em
I’m ridin, survivin
Tryin not to die then, look him in his eyes then
[Royce Da 5’9″]
Royce 5’9″, YEAH.. yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, remember me?
The hype man that came in to blaze shit
Gebracht door de blanke man alsof ik op een slavenschip kwam
En kettingen, geen meester kan zijn rug toekeren aan de enige rapper
Kan hem evenaren en hem verbranden op zijn eigen track met hem
No goin back with him; cause Holmes actin like
Hij heeft Capone achter hem staan (waarom?) Hij is platinum gegaan
WOW, ik ben gekwetst, want nu zijn zijn woorden
Cause now he famous ‘bout as down to earth as it rains the worst
Mijn waarde zal groeien met mijn volgende release
CUT THE CHECK, Ik stel voor dat je investeert in extra inkt
Mijn volgende album zou de wenkbrauwen van elke man, vrouw en kind moeten doen fronsen
En vandaag, moet ik betaald worden
Je hebt een bordje op je deur dat zegt “Blijf weg”
Ik kan niet meer schieten, ik kan niet meer reiken
Je weet later echt meer, als je het geleerd hebt.
Mijn laatste gunst om je te vragen was toen, “Doe me geen gunsten meer”
[Hook]
[Royce – over Hook]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
5’9″, yeah
Cause I’m drama, yeah!
How the fuck you gon’ forget about me niggas?
[Outro: Royce Da 5’9″]
Yeah, yeah, I’mma show you muh’fuckers
How to go from no buzz, to a big-ass buzz
I’m a ill motherfucker
I don’t need nobody to hold my motherfuckin hand
Whatever niggas, one hun’ned
’03 is mijn jaar nigga, Royce 5’9
De drama koning nigga, DRAMA
[Hook]
[Royce – over Hook]
“Rock City Version 2.0” nu in de winkels
Voel me!
“Dead or Alive” het nieuwe album komt in de lente niggas
Als je die klootzak gaat kopen, bid dan voor mij.
Zo niet, VECHT ME!
Motherfucker, holla!