Shake This Lyrics - Royce Da 5'9

Bein enlightened, is no longer enough 

You must apply 

Bein willin is no longer acceptable 

You must do, make it count 

Na-na-now, now 

I, I, I gotta shake this 

Na-na-now, na-na-now, now 

I gotta, I gotta 

I gotta shake this jail shit off me 

He ain't gon' never sell, he gon' fail shit off me 

I, I, I gotta shake this weak shit off me 

Keep shit off me, leave it in the streets like bitch GET OFF ME! 

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1977, July 5th 

Conceived immaculately was me, my mom's gift 

Unwrapped right there in the room like Christmas 

My mind has been designed to do light distance 

Run whole laps around y'all with my thoughts 

You ain't hold back on yours, naw that's my fault 

Now picture me fallin, all the way to the bottom 

And I'm layin and callin, somebody come help me 

Find my strength to stop drinkin this poison 

'Fore I drown my gift, and yeah it's probably unhealthy 

Cause I went so hard and woke up sober 

I lost my good friend and broke up soldiers 

Loco, goin hard as a locomotive 

Self-loathin like I ain't chosen 

Chose to bless souls, get exposed 

Just know that I ain't foldin, huh 

I gotta shake this 

Photos 

September 18th, 2-oh-oh-6 

I roll up in the court thinkin "This should go quick" 

On some couple thousand dollar suit type shit 

From behind thousand dollar Cartier scripts 

I witness my world tumble down like bricks 

Two words she slurred, and it sounded like this (this) 

One year (one year) travel through the room like moonlight 

through the darkness, ooh it's heartless 

How could, I beat two felonies then 

turn around and lose like (lose like) like this! 

My lawyer sayin stay calm, people sayin pray for him 

They lockin my black ass up, like Akon 

My wife at the crib goin crazy 

Pregnant, yellin "I ain't havin no more babies!" 

People sayin Preem ain't fuckin with me no mo' 

Niggaz in the pen' lookin homo, NO! 

I gotta shake this 

(Yes!) Fresh outta jail feelin like Christopher Walken 

The king of my city, swingin my dick as I'm walkin 

Up to the 7-50, I open the door 

My cuz and like several bitches make up the decor 

I look in, he got a company porns 

I tell him "Nah I'm good, I woulda chubbed her before" 

I'm a new man but I could fuck with a whore 

Nigga my dick's so hard it's probably touchin the floor 

Ridin round in the back of a black luxury toy 

Gettin sucked, like niggaz cannot FUCK with me boy! 

When I look in the mirror, all I see is the real 

You niggaz shouldn't be here, R.I.P. if you will 

I'm the moment of truth (truth) 

I'm the only significant thing roamin the scene soon as I go in the booth 

I'ma do it this time, I'm feelin really defined 

Unsigned to signed, nigga the city is mines 

Bitch get off me! 

Yeah, get off me! 

Bitch get off me! 

Now do that make me a liar? 

GET OFF ME! 

GET OFF ME! 

GET OFF ME!