Airplanes

Royce Da 5'9
since 99 ive been dope in this/focusin
unfocusin/ sure as the sun floats and sure as the sun smokin
i was the gun totin as my cuz told me
dont get demoted/keep it close to your digits
you know you did it/ you let yourself get to close to them chickens
i said i dissagree/ then i let superhead lick on me
strokin the kitten/the cat stack box
turn around and write a book about both of them bithes
next stop/ to the top/ i done went from A to X,Y
almost at Z/chillin at a rest stop
my new bitch call her my PS3/you
your bitch pussy call it my xbox
me im the rime ruler/me and denine together
deadly as nas in his prime/you bout deadly as a benign tumor
since 92 been a highly touted retarded truth
prolly bout to eli porta-potty somebody booth
never sellin my soul/im sellin my skills
im on raps radar now/ elliott wilson
painter of the underground canvas
even tho i cant freelance no more/ the undergrounds famished
before i settle for less then average
ill swallow a watermelon/follow it with a double down sandwich
i swear that god told me/slaughterhouse would be the second time around for me
all eyes on me!
i know im not the greatest/ i go hard
your boombox is now invaded/ bogart
look at me today/8 years ago/ i was popular for being hated/ solar
nickel nines the ruler/ god combined with buddah
gifted oblongata/ prized medulla
each lines like a computer bomb/designed by mcgyver
that only can be detonated by mcgruber
im thinking if i aint been stricken then i aint livin
somebody told me im prolly dying but i aint listen
by the time it could harm me il prolly die by a trigger
so im only goin cold turkey/
i paint pictures between blank scriptures
now just how contradictory is it that i pray?
the names royce and i be poppin so much pussy
dwight howard look at me sideways...
and while the bitches try to grab all on my dick
i cant even get my own niggas to rap on my shit
you form a cliq it should be sacred/i shouldnt say shit
cuz the truth hurts/ like the bitch that dre ditched
nobodys loves my niggas like me
sober or wasted/for you theres no replacement
i swear that god told me
slaughter house would be the second time around for me
all eyes on me!