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Beef Lyrics - Death Is Certain - Royce Da 5'9

[Royce Da 5'9"] 

Ha ha ha ha ha, check out this bizarre mixture 

5'9", 6 July, and Asar hits'll 

leave the side of your car door with more 

Smokin more holes than the Swiss cheese 

Bitch please, I'm postponin yo' homie's 

older moments, like I stole his future 

Hoes know me, I'm no phony 

Females'll tell you, "Yeah he cute, but he sho'll shoot ya!" 

My heart bleeds the blood of felonies 

The blood of Superman, the blood that I've never seen 

You seem like the shook type 

You ain't a thug so I wanna see what your brains and your blood look like 

Fuck is you sick? 'Pac should be pissed 

Cause fifty percent of the niggaz suckin his dick is bitch! 

I'm against all this name-callin shit 

Negro please! Listen to Chris Wallace bitch 

 

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[Chorus] 

What's beef? Beef is when these rappers be believin they rhymes 

And a nigga like me just take it one day at a time 

Beef is when you die because of your CD 

When I come from your blindside, before you see ME 

Beef is when I get jumped by niggaz 

And come back to kill 'em, one by one 

Beef is the reaper, patiently pacin outside of your pretty house 

Today, you figured out, WHAT'S BEEF 

 

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[Royce Da 5'9"] 

Yeah. gangsta, ain't this? 

Starvin artists that comes with the guns he paint with 

All you sorry street rejects 

Y'all about to go up in smoke, seats ejectin 

(Boom!) Houses come down 

Drastic murders is happenin, make a nigga momma mouth come down 

{*gasp!*} The precinct's heated - the cops is mad 

because they know who shot yo' ass and they know who can beat it 

Above the law, run up on y'all 

so quickly and show you what only you and a slug saw 

The silence is screwed in front of the .9 Ruger 

Quietly shootin what'll hush y'all 

I will leave you lying down in a street 

Everything around you will be dyin down but the beef 

Please believe - my guns'll take you punks 

to your maker from my freezin sleeve 

 

[Chorus] - 2X