Let's Take Them To War (freestyle) Lyrics - Royce Da 5'9

[Part 1: "Moves" Remix] 

[Intro] 

Yeah 

Yeah 

808 Mafia 

[Bridge] 

I've been had the moves (been had the moves) 

I got the moves since I got my studio (I got my studio) 

I got confused (Hella confused) 

I can't figure out for the life of me how I can lose 

(how can I lose?) 

How I can lose? (how can I lose?) 

But I've been had moves (I got the moves) 

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[Verse] 

I got I Decided on pre order, my lil homie just went gold 

I hock a loogie on a reporter, Detroit is on Pete Rose 

That's arms strong on steroids, gated up no wing toes 

My phones blowing up so much a nigga may end up like Cee-Lo 

I bounce back like the fattest ass you can have attached to the fattest hips and anything after this shall be considered cataclysmic 

Countin' packs like a statisician 

Emphatic charisma 

Savage enigma 

I have a religion to handle your rhythm like cannibalism 

The camera rollin' and it's time to flow 

I don't know 

I just go carnival 

I'm from Motown you know 

I can just line up the hollow tips inside the clip 

And I can just go down the road 

And knock 'em down like some dominoes 

After you already out then I'm dropping some more like you 2Pac and the commandos 

Watching my comments like papparazi watching Sasha Obama grow 

I got Elijah Mohammed glow 

I got the dough these rappers claim they got at the house in my drawer in the envelope 

My focus phenomenal 

My temperature so hot and cold I broke the thermometer 

Guarantee I will kill the flow 

This remind me of LaLa Anthony ass in that New Edition movie 

Niggas tryin' to cover it up and make her look old 

Guarantee I'mma still steal the show 

I been had the moves 

I remember these bitches was just a dream 

Actresses and models I used to only see on television 

Now they be climbin' out of my television lookin' at me to get the ring 

I remember all I used to be around is dudes that used to try to just kill by me 

Choppin' and conceal bodies 

Used to clean up the bloody mess up in front of me 

I had to holla at a tube 

I had to still deal with that field sobriety 

Had to do a double take at the dirty mop when he was finished 

Looked like Lil Yachty 

Nigga, I went to jail for the whole year 

I got out and I did the same thing you wack ass rappers do when y'all got your little show here 

I came right out to booze/boo's 

Straight right out the news 

Right off the cover of a magazine 

Had the magazine with me at the club showing people like "Look at this and please try not to drool" 

I fuck a Stacy thick ass for all the days she used to make me work 

And Tracy slick ass but not before I fuck April first 

Translation I'm bout to fool 

Y'all countin' me out well I got you 

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, here I count for you 

Biiitch 

Photos 

[Hook] 

Last time took an 'L', now it's time to bounce back 

(I been had the moves) 

I was broke as hell, now it's time to bounce back 

(I got the moves) 

Every time I fail I got up and bounced back 

(I been had the moves) 

And nothing y'all can tell me about that bounce back 

[Repeat] 

[Part 2: "No Hook" Remix] 

[Intro] 

I'm doing this cause this what God want me to do 

These lyrics is ordained by the Lord 

You gon' get these bars 

For free 

[Verse] 

It's bad half and finally famous 

The weapon's Iranian 

Y'all niggas is Pomeranian 

My damie y'all Pootie Tang 

Nigga I'm Damien 

Shots drop from out of my cranium 

My mind is Lebron drainin' em 

Five finger ring titanium 

Already in your top 5 

Now my dingaling now dangling 

I'm flyer than Tom Chambers on the first NBA Live 

Double pumping from the three point NBA line 

On that war page with that 24 gauge 

But when I double pump it I'm prime Chamberlain 

Every track on the record got a background message 

"We don't back down ever!" 

I'm putting the autobiographical book out with the Book of Ryan 

I just let my bitch in LA read, now that sounds epic 

My mind carries words 

You couldn't walk a mile in my patent leather Larry Bird black con weapons 

I hope you know theres more fish that's in the sea 

I stole ya ho, we been kissing like we been sitting in a tree 

And these ho's in Detroit be trickin' sooo much 

They can completely gooo up a magician's sleeve 

You're totally awesome 

While I pour 40's on corners for those we lost 

My soul suffers from holy exhaustion 

Trippin' on opium just to cope with openin' coffins 

The devil sittin' close enough to me to quote me an offer 

Keep the union in unison like the Soviet's marching 

We goin' iron for iron like a trophy in golfing 

My nigga, better yet, I feel like the only man who can understand me is Sloth from The Goonies 

Cause he retarded as fuck, on a boat with a treasure chest 

That makes perfectly good sense 

That's exactly how my career went 

Like a fuckin' experiment 

I got a lot on my mind that I gotta deal with 

First of all, my favorite uncle died and favorite auntie died 

I missed both of they funerals fuckin' around with rappers 

So every day and every night my conscience cries 

I'm stressed out because my moms be tired, pops be workin' 

And Lord knows I done threw enough dollars on the floor in the past for moms to retire 

That's why I be in the lab and my mind be wired 

Trying to figure it out fast before my time expires 

Man, but it's this one thing that always on my fucking mind and it haunts me constantly guys 

And that's why in the fuck have I not at least tried to get in between Ashanti's thighs 

I'm feeling like a straight sucker I faced the vibration 

My sober, righteous life only got a place for my lady 

But maybe I can ask my lady for permission 

She can give me a hall pass like Jason Sudeikis 

This audio porn I'm giving with a bit of sense 

A mind fuck if you will 

I'm from Detroit but if I send you to the store with a large bill for some little shit 

Bitch, I was born by a river in a little tent 

Now I just ride with six vehicles with an ill tint 

I'm cut from the kind of cloth that'll never go outta style 

With or without the internet my shit'll still trend 

That's why I'm still standing with everything I came with 

Cool as a Jacuzzi everything in me is built in 

Nah, I don't borrow I'd rather discuss loaning 

I'm ready to go to war with whoever the fuck want it 

Y'all weigh your respect against your release date 

I'm just an artist dog I don't know how to be fake 

I don't want no problems dog 

I don't wanna be apart of nothing with lies involved 

I don't want no phone that receives a thousand calls 

I don't need to be around a thousand smiling broads 

With they hands out 

Probably couldn't survive without em all 

But they can't vouch for who the next sucker