Take His Life Lyrics - Rock City - Royce Da 5'9

What... what... yo... 

(Take his life) all these niggaz wana do is talk 

(Nigga take his life) fuck around and run into some real niggaz 

(Take his life) don't these niggaz know it's not a game 

(Nigga take his life) don't make me put this bullet in your frame 

(Take his life) all these niggaz wana do is talk 

(Nigga take his life) fuck around and run into some real niggaz 

(Take his life) don't these niggaz know it's not a game 

(Nigga take his life) don't make me put this bullet in your frame 

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We detroit niggaz 

The illest breed of niggaz to breathe 

Detroit niggaz Kill on the street 

Kill an mc 

Kill on the beat 

Kill on the creep 

Kill in my sleep 

Kill with my peeps 

Kill a nigga 

Ha! kill with my heat 

Got them not moving their lips like ventriloquists 

Issue the hit empty the clip until his ten becomes six 

Trampoline you off your feet in the form of flips 

Fill him with lead got him writing his name with his dick 

I got niggaz like it's a walk to school worth my goods 

I got niggaz pumping for blood in the heart of your hood 

The fact remains you're better off praising our name 

Beef with us that'd cost about your life in change 

Fuck that all y'all strange niggaz to me 

Fuck that my niggaz'll hang niggaz for me 

You living or dying? nigga you know I'm gripping the iron 

For the drama your man is a bitch and I'm itching to try him 

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[Chorus x2] 

I promise to live on the side of the tracks 

Where witnesses is frequently trading shoes for? tags 

We want war so we coming to get it in blood 

And we ain't leaving without something to put in the mud 

Pleading for your life with more one-liners than rhyme fights 

Backfire on niggaz who don't handle their mind right 

Shine bright and we straight thug niggaz with problems 

Just making it known long as we got them then y'all got them 

Got it listen that's your brain talking to you 

You did what i said you'd do look what I led you to 

I'm above your hood so i can dead you too 

You living in the belly of the beast that I fed you to 

I know it's cold go to the light they calling for you 

Be a man set an example what a baller would do 

Him and all his crew can fall in to 

The wrath of the 17 shot exposure I told you! 

[Chorus x2] 

Size you up six feet couple inches 

Sneak attack a cat who naps with slow senses 

Red dot gun cocked picture me missing 

Aim precise steady hand and start spitting 

I'm hard hitting and ready to disregard living 

I call life hell I call bars prison 

You all off rhythm trying to ball wit' him 

Worse off, trying to brawl wit' him all fall victim 

Slow down guy before your brakes fall off 

And you crash into something that ain't that soft 

You ain't that raw gun in your face what's up now? 

Pleading to make it right you need to say goodnight 

[Chorus to fade...] 

[Royce 5'9"] 

? wise guy 

What nigga'