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[Intro: Royce da 5'9", Lil Wayne sample, & DJ Green Lantern]
The hottest— hottest under the sun (Nasty, baby)
(*Brrr!*) Dad! (*Brrr! Brrr!*)
Royce da 5'9"!
Ain't nobody fucking with me, man
This is a Invasion!
A-A-And you already know that, pimpin'
Cash Money Records, where dreams come true
Bar exam 2, nigga! It's a motherfucking holiday, bitches!
(*Brrr!*) Dad! (*Brrr! Brrr!*) Somebody gon'— tonight
A-A-And you already know that, pimpin'
You are now listening to the sounds of a man that doesn't give a fuck!
Ayy, it's (yenoM hsaC) Records, man, a lawless gang
Royce da 5'9"
[Verse 1]
Yeah, I got money on my mind (Ah), that's why I'm twice on my grind (Grind)
I'm nice 'cause I rhyme like it's my life on that line (Line)
The second I'm provoked, I snap into a point that ain't controllable
Then, it's either war or another quotable (Ah)
Don't let me get a hold of you dudes, I murder you on camera
Get Kelly's lawyer and get a mole removed (Aha)
I probably shouldn't have said that—fuck y'all!
On the record, off the record—if I'm on the record, I'ma off the record (Ah)
I need a push when I'm tired of rhyming
Go 'head—diss me, 'cause me and George Bush got a lot in common
We both got no sense, we love to go to war
And we stay looking for weapons of mass destruction (Tss, ah)
This industry is Hilary Clinton, literally—listen
You ain't got no choice now—roll with a nigga
If you twisted enough to picture a devil mixed
With a angel that's sick, drunk inside a Range Ro'—that's this
Wish I could stick every rapper in this bitch in the building
Let 'em cypher while I fly a plane through that bitch (Tss, ah)
'Cause I hate y'all, I'm tri-polar with the eight-ball
I want you on my album, I'll pull out the K and make y'all (Brrrat!)
In case y'all wanna share my light
I'ma tell it like it is—fuck it, it's my Jeremiah Wright (Yessir)
I'm a motherfucking problem, I don't care if y'all don't like
Times three, nigga—I'm me, nigga
[Interlude]
The Evil Genius!
Green Lantern!
I'm me, nigga
[Verse 2]
Big dick, bitch—big balls
We the kind that supply the rock like Chris Paul (Ah)
The same kind that aim nines, insane conscience
And then, we get rid of the rock, like Dwayne Johnson
Ladykiller, the fly version of Orenthal (Yessir)
You ain't got no DUIs, then you prolly a cornball (Ah)
Wittiest! If you call a laptop "a labtop"
You sound like a scientist, but you prolly a idiot (Ah)
Your stories ain't holding up (Ah), y'all niggas lying
Got me thinking y'all either too young or y'all ain't old enough (Ah)
Niggas saying, "When Royce gon' stop beefing with rappers?"
Bitch, when Hell freeze over and Wayne sober up
By the way, fuck all DJs! I'm just kidding (I'm just kidding)
I just threw that in there to get y'all attention
No intention of ever dying, nigga—life too sweet
Two words for who don't like me: "Fight" and "me"
I take care of my fam'ly
They say, "Do the kid rock, like Pam Lee?"
The answer's yes! (Yes!)
And I invest; it takes money to make money
So I make green off Green like Stan Lee
Smart shit! I ain't got beef with no Joe Budden
Y'all gon' get one of these niggas killed tryna start shit
Niggas hired muscle 'cause living is a privilege
Only rapper I admire for his strength is Xzibit
[Interlude]
It's—It's—It's an invasion!
I'm me, nigga
Green Lantern, drop that shit!
[Verse 3]
I killed it, right away (Ah)
Soon as you cross, go 'head—you got the right of way
Give a nigga iron like a vitamin, play
I will ride up in broad day and night a nigga day (Brrrrat!)
Drunk! I'm a recovering outpatient
You at the top, you shot—your spot is now taken
Psychotic is the ploy; how the fuck you rapping and you gay?
And you been spotted with a boy, like a Dalmatian?
I switch up, I prolly be instantly selling
Got a clip full of pellets known as "MC Repellent"
While you talking 'bout your money and I can't have none of it
I'll hit a nigga low, just for the Zab fun of it
I will never lose, never lost—I'ma prove it
Except for my virginity, but I was tryna lose it
I be on some Tom Cruise shit
Standing on the couch in the club, laughing 'bout my dime new chick (Oh!)
She the shit, but if you ask her, she useless
I'm in her pocket, 'cause I got a rocket down under, like Houston
So I'ma keep being me, and you should keep being you
If being you offends me, indeed, it's gon' be me and you
But understand that, if it's that, it's either gon' be me or you
So pump your brakes before I do you like a got a key to you
Shut your power off, I'm G-A-N-G
S-T-arr—yes, we are! Bitch, I'm— (*gunshot*)
I’m Me Freestyle was written by Royce da 5'9".
Royce da 5'9" released I’m Me Freestyle on Sat Sep 20 2008.