Airplanes Lyrics - Royce Da 5'9

Since 99' I've been dope in this. 

Focusing, unfocusing. 

Sure as the sun floats, and sure as the sun's smoking 

I was the gun totinist my cuz told me, 

don't 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 disagree, then I let super head lick on me 

Strokin the kittin, the cat's stack box. 

Turn around and write a book about both of the bitches 

Next stop, to the top. 

I done went from A to XY, almost at Z chilling at a rest stop. 

My new bitch, call her my ps3. 

You? You're bitch pussy, call it my xbox. 

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Me I'm the rhyme ruler, me and the nine together 

Deadly as Nas in his prime, you about deadly as a benign tumor 

Since '9 2, been the highly touted retarded truth. 

Probably about to Eli Porter potty somebody's booth. 

Never selling my soul, I'm selling my skills. 

I'm on Raps radar now, Elliott Wilson. 

Painter of the underground canvas 

Even though I can't freelance no more, 

the underground famished. 

Before I settle for less than average I swallow a watermelon, follow it with a double down sandwhich. 

I swear that God told me that 

Slaughterhouse will be the second time around for me. 

All eyes on me. 

I know I'm 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. 

Photos 

Nickel Nine's the ruler, God combined with Budha. 

Gifted obligonda primes medula 

Each line is like a computer bomb designed my McGuivre 

That only could be detonated by a McGruber. 

I'm thinking if I ain't binge drinking than I ain't living. 

Somebody told me I'm probably dying, but I ain't listen. 

By the time it could hard me, I'll probably die by a trigger. 

So I'm only going cold turkey right after Thanksgiving. 

I paint pictures between blank scriptures 

Now just how contradictory is it that I pray? 

The names Royce, and I be popping so much pussy 

Dwight Howard look at me sideways. 

While those bitches try to grab all on my dick, 

I can't even get my own N to rap on my shit. 

You form a click it should be sacred, I shouldn't say shit. 

Cause the truth hurts, like the bitch that Dre ditched. 

Nobody loves my N's like me 

Sober or wasted, for you there's no replacement. 

I swear that God told me, 

Slaughterhouse would be the second time around for me. 

All Eyes On Me.