Royce da 5'9" - Get The Dust Off (Freestyle) lyrics

Yeah… i feel like a… new motherfucker, man
Alright, let’s get the dust off
Let’s get back to work stretch
Nickel

Yeah – I said victory
Defeat – parallel feelings
Getting rich, friends trip, farewell bid ‘em
You go against me you won’t fare well
I’ll leave your ass bleeding in the stairwell
Turn you to the "the"
Between the "where Hell"
Is he, like the cologne that I spray on him?
Emerald, my stones so clean
They looking sterile
I’m so major, that when I pass
Treat these last flows like the last scroll
Auction off these last known pages
Stuck in my own ways, making asshole wages
Username is Passcode Vegas
It’s Nickel, nigga
You can keep your little two cents
No longer the Patron enthusiast
On to a new blueprint i feel like zoning
Find the headphones and spew it
For my own amusement until it’s tool time
I ain’t use it for home improvement
And I don’t have to know magic, bruh
I’m waving this ratchet like abracadabra
That’s a cadaverer
And only God to witness our resemblance
My guys relentless
Riding like Mogwais inside the Gremlin
Designer rifles out the window
You ain’t seen this heat
Banana clips see-through
Looking like ballerina feet
Got your entire age range on my dick
It’s nothing to put your little
Stage name on my list
I took a little break to make
Some plans in my life
I never thought I’d see the day that
I’d put hands on my wife, but
That’s another story, perhaps another chapter
In the book written autobiographic
By a warrior another story of a good guy
Whose eyelids are drunken shut
Getting fucked up so much
You don’t know what the fuck is up
Watching World Star, clutching a cup
Right after giving a side chick
A bus driver uppercut
But that’s another story
I’m just getting the dust off slaughterhouse
Goodbye