De-elite (part 2) Lyrics - Royce Da 5'9

Once again relax, it's just music 

Niggaz right here, show you how I do 

Niggaz right here, show you my crew 

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah 

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah 

Fuck a team like you, who swing like you 

We block shots in the ring lightning 

Rock hot rocks kill, get the cream still 

Blasphemous mind, ill steal rhyme skill 

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Nas couldn't rhyme for this, Nickel-Nine will 

I go through, cool out, blow a whole crew 

Cool out bro, out-glow a whole jewel 

We 'bout to blow up, got your nose up 

You could catch a blocka-blocka, try to stop or hold us 

And your block a whole bust, live news 

Ride through with one girl and five dudes 

Best crew in the D, niggaz best move 

All you niggaz gun sleep and your vest used 

Niggaz bluffin', bore me, nothin' for me 

The only overlord me, only glory, you reach 

Wake up and smell the aroma, nigga you sleep 

The contract is out on The King, nigga you breach 

D-Elite, Jah, Cut Throat 

Billy Nix, Little, Nickle, Cha, upmost 

Respect dawgs, expect your neck cut rope 

The barrel of the Swiss, whole tech up close 

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If the block was any hotter I could start a cult 

I was trouble the minute my momma's water broke 

You never see the weak, destroy me, I'm focused 

I was raised by a postal employee, need I say more?