Royce da 5'9" - Yeah lyrics

"I'm the last emcee that's alive"

Nickle nine, nine in the waistline
Diss me, fine, you won't be the first one
Piss me off, you get done in the worst way
I bring light to the night
Put the Sun in the Earth's way
Balls of the outlaw, hanging out the draws
Of the dark blue house, y'all
Standing and rambling with all
Of that mouth y'all got hit
Shot with the cannon when I'm standing
Up and going all out for
Phantom of the opera, sitting in the Phantom
In the parking lot
Examining how I keep my name out y'all mouth
I drop names like Game
But I don't mean say 'em
I mean spray 'em, they drop, brrt, ha
I have a nigga blistering
Quicker then chicken pox in a box in a river
Sitting stiffer than six o'clock
Knock, you can't see me
Labels you can't sign me
You can either Jay-Z me or JV me, get it?

Yeah, Nickle ain't going nowhere, yeah
I ask who want it, nobody, say yeah
Hoes that used to be like no going yeah
Somebody, anybody, say yeah
My niggas in the back of the spot like yeah
Bitches up under the spotlight like yeah

"I'm the last emcee that's alive"

I'm the captain and the sergeant
The opposite of laws
I'm the politics involved and with
Profit in the starving
The model in the car means I told her
Mami, if you hopping in this car
Then you gotta get me off
I got Vishis with me
So you gotta get him also
Rinky dink labels still tryna make me offers
You don't wanna tear me off
You will only scare me off
I'm a boss, hear me out, gimme every office
Each and every artist y'all got, I want 'em
So run 'em, they don't wanna fuck with me
Then I'll gun 'em so don't get me started
'Cause lately I been on my Black Eyed Peas
And Q's and it's gon' get retarded
Fees for shoes, Evisu jeans breezing through
Leaving your team green and blue
Only thing, the thing to do
Only thing, this ain't no dream homie
This whole theme is true, get it?

Yeah, Nickle ain't going nowhere, yeah
I ask who want it, nobody, say yeah
Hoes that used to be like no going yeah
Somebody, anybody, say yeah
My niggas in the back of the spot like yeah
Bitches up under the spotlight like yeah

"I'm the last emcee that's alive"

Yeah, weeding out static
Holding what I would rather have and not need
Than need and not have it
Me without gats is like me without battling
Beef without blasting, P without Havoc
The born again rapper
Sitting on enough classic tracks that could
Fill up a 40 gig Apple
IPod, I'm God, all bets I'm down
Like the rest I'm wild, yes
Plus I'm a teacher, niggas play hard
But I'm way harder 'cause
I can keep it up like Levitra
Big dick, I could fit you up my urethra
Sick spit like I must've
Been touched by Jesus
Like I must've been groped by a diva
Or fucked by a model
Nope, you ain't been approached by either
You standing where ya mans is at
I'm on stage getting paid controlling
Where y'all hands is at, get it?
Got it

Yeah, Nickle ain't going nowhere, yeah
I ask who want it, nobody, say yeah
Hoes that used to be like no going yeah
Somebody, anybody, say yeah
My niggas in the back of the spot like yeah
Bitches up under the spotlight like yeah

"I'm the last emcee that's alive"