Simon Says (street Games) Lyrics - M.i.c. (make It Count) - Royce Da 5'9

[Intro: Royce] 

Hit you until you, hit you until you 

I'ma hit you until you, hit you until you 

I'ma hit you until you, hit you until you 

Hit you until you, hit you until you 

I'ma hit you until you STOP, hit you until you GO! 

Hit you until you DROP, hit you until you ROLL! 

I'ma hit you until you BLEED, hit you until you LEAVE! 

Hit you until you.. yeah, yeah 

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I put in my dirt I'ma hurt you 

[Verse One: Royce Da 5'9"] 

You must be ruthless, or you will die hidin 

Bullets is +Eeny Meeny Miny Moe+; don't put your foot in my circle 

I'm not a hater nigga 

beside a bunch of chicken niggaz that +Duck Duck Goose+ 

You punks got a 50/50 chance of livin, you playin +Rock Paper Scissors+ 

I got twin glocks from Scotland, I'd rather +Double Dutch+ witcha 

Why the FUCK would I knuckle up witcha? 

He played them street games 'til the heat came 

Same nigga that be changin quick when they see brains 

We ride in streets with Mafia ties 

We pop up by surprise like we playin +Hide-And-Go-Seek+ 

And I'm about to draw the line nigga, talk to your soldiers 

Cross me, you try to knock a stick off of my shoulder 

I'm the nigga +Simon Says+ 

Nigga I will heat you, 5'9" will have you lyin beside your bed 

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[Chorus: Royce] 

I'ma hit you until you STOP, hit you until you GO! 

Hit you until you DROP, hit you until you ROLL! 

I'ma hit you until you BLEED, hit you until you LEAVE! 

Hit you until you, hit you until you 

I'ma hit you until you STOP, hit you until you GO! 

Hit you until you DROP, hit you until you ROLL! 

Hit you until you BLEED, hit you until you LEAVE! 

Hit you until you. 

[Verse Two: Royce Da 5'9"] 

Yeah yeah, I see pain but why 

is it these street games is all leadin into the same violences? 

God is it, possible the same niggaz 

that's winnin in +Dodgeball+ will grow up and dodge bullets? 

The funky little, two squares 

in this concrete jungle was shootin the +Monkeys In The Middle+ 

If you compare me to anyone in this game 

if it ain't Shyne or Beans then it's +Truth Or Dare+ 

I been this hollow inside for years 

Leave peers beside beers that'll +Spin The Bottle+ 

Don't think that e'ry night seem right 

Nigga just look beside you, I'm at every +Red Light, Green Light+ 

Ready to stop you, fatal-ly 

I'll leave bullets inside your truck the size of +Hot Potatoes+ 

A comparison's vital - you ain't nobody 

Royce 5'9" is Simon, the +Americal Idol+ 

[Chorus] 

Yeah, yeah, now he's had the luck as 

[Verse Three: Royce Da 5'9"] 

At the pick of the day the hot shot, let's play +Hop Scotch+ 

Let's teach all of these punks 

the same dumb fuck that took toes to the morgue for +Freeze Tag+ 

Miss the clock is tickin away 

that we as venomous as snakes, you can be them +Leap Frogs+ and jump 

I'ma make 'em all drop and say "Ahh" 

I'm the king of the playground, I make 'em say +Father May I+ 

You should say Grace - cause even if you 

bring your own pencil to the game nigga we don't play +Breaks+ 

Now you gon' find your fitted 

Finally the dudes be lame 

in the Lost & Found cause you crossed your bound nigga +Hide+ and go get it 

His name booted out of the games, hang by the dooky chains 

then flee the scene while runnin in the latest Ponies 

Erase the phonies - keep his team shooter 

[Chorus] - repeat 2X