Royce da 5'9", Minus, Mr. Dolly - Plug lyrics
[Royce da 5'9", Minus, Mr. Dolly - Plug lyrics]
Minus in the place to be
Riding in the trenches cooking in the
Kitchen sweating watching dishes i was
Struggling for a living had a grand
A giver has permission i can tell you
What it is but you probably think it
Ain't a competition if it was can a
Never toxic it got me writing like i'm
Looking for a death wish breathlessness
Threat to no stopping me from us got
These vendettas ain't copied everything
From the flow to the bio in thе
Making deals on thе back of hard work
That i would build i would still like i
Could recognize what it is it ain't hard
To really tell who's the snake and i'm
Reminded by the smell right yeah i was
Really in the field putting presents to
I was dead right driving on these
I gotta go tell me it's improbable but i
Ain't got a problem with it as long as i
Got a percentage believe me i know that
The back now knowing imma sleep the
Opposition like a snap time they don't
Like me as a competition for the fact i
Put them in the coffin it was up when i
Was that guy riding in the trenches
Cooking in the kitchen sweating watching
Dishes i was struggling for a living had
A grand hustle fish in hindsight that's
Word unless a giver asks permission i
Can tell you what it is but you probably
Think it isn't had an open mind photo
Again get up take a listen grinding in
The trenches sitting with my henchmen
It's not an intervention it's dealing in
Division broadband i don't need to hurt
And see my own blood run up i just do
The verses to my bone thugs come out
Neck and neck on records with shady
Voices nice you neck and neck with
Necklaces made up moist tonight snow
You and your guys going home or conveyor
Belt cannonball code for the ants in the
Rap race trading your souls for advances
In cachet all men won't stand on ten
Toes all skin folk ain't your kinfolk
Everybody ain't praying for the info
Everybody ain't playing with the insults
Looking like freddie gibbs on a set of
In the mentions getting riches took it
With a tipping point is my point is i'm
Cooking in the kitchen riding in the
Trenches cooking in the kitchen sweating
Washing dishes i was struggling for a
Living had a grand hustle vision
Permission i can tell you what it is but
You probably think it isn't had an open
What i've been pitching on the plug
You
Riding in the trenches cooking in the
Kitchen sweating watching dishes i was
Struggling for a living had a grand
A giver has permission i can tell you
What it is but you probably think it
Ain't a competition if it was can a
Never toxic it got me writing like i'm
Looking for a death wish breathlessness
Threat to no stopping me from us got
These vendettas ain't copied everything
From the flow to the bio in thе
Making deals on thе back of hard work
That i would build i would still like i
Could recognize what it is it ain't hard
To really tell who's the snake and i'm
Reminded by the smell right yeah i was
Really in the field putting presents to
I was dead right driving on these
I gotta go tell me it's improbable but i
Ain't got a problem with it as long as i
Got a percentage believe me i know that
The back now knowing imma sleep the
Opposition like a snap time they don't
Like me as a competition for the fact i
Put them in the coffin it was up when i
Was that guy riding in the trenches
Cooking in the kitchen sweating watching
Dishes i was struggling for a living had
A grand hustle fish in hindsight that's
Word unless a giver asks permission i
Can tell you what it is but you probably
Think it isn't had an open mind photo
Again get up take a listen grinding in
The trenches sitting with my henchmen
It's not an intervention it's dealing in
Division broadband i don't need to hurt
And see my own blood run up i just do
The verses to my bone thugs come out
Neck and neck on records with shady
Voices nice you neck and neck with
Necklaces made up moist tonight snow
You and your guys going home or conveyor
Belt cannonball code for the ants in the
Rap race trading your souls for advances
In cachet all men won't stand on ten
Toes all skin folk ain't your kinfolk
Everybody ain't praying for the info
Everybody ain't playing with the insults
Looking like freddie gibbs on a set of
In the mentions getting riches took it
With a tipping point is my point is i'm
Cooking in the kitchen riding in the
Trenches cooking in the kitchen sweating
Washing dishes i was struggling for a
Living had a grand hustle vision
Permission i can tell you what it is but
You probably think it isn't had an open
What i've been pitching on the plug
You