Lyrics Royce da 5'9"

Royce da 5'9"

Stay Woke

Yeah, now you see what the Lord doin'

Rippin' pages out the book, I had to make the story fluent

Thanks to Marshall I'm sober doing what I enjoy doin'

I'm puttin Chavis Chandler on, had to at least pay it forward to him

Yeah, every other day another star is born

And that's to freshen the decaying of the art form

Fuck with my commas, shit will be quick

Got what's in my pocket out of the dirt, filthy rich

I stuck to my promise to momma, stay focused

Double entendre, I'm tryna vocally smoke you, you will be missed

The hokus, the pokus, magician doing tricks in his miserable business

Who spit, loyalty, forgiveness through biblical scripts

Of morals and wisdom

Painting pictures of this historical war of attrition who's just, the dopest, the wokest

I'm five years sober

Trauma from my childhood, constantly haunts me 'til I finally cry tears over

Sharp as a gauntlet, with thoughts of my side-chick in high heels

Cause I didn't want her, I needed her, though I didn't want her

I'm hot as July, no lie, I wouldn't lie in a sauna

Invest in the truth, don't expect me to buy into moments

They done took the charts over so now y'all scared of them shook niggas?

Jamal Crawford couldn't cross-over and sell me them wolf tickets

Uhh, "Best Rapper Alive" broadcasts in five

Four, three, two, one

I'm fly as a dive in the sky in a harness

Anyone alive sleeping on me can die in pajamas

Police call me a threat to society, though I am a promise

I am a one of one like I'd say a Isaiah Thomas

You can't fathom thinking deep enough to sink the abyss

You think you Pac, I'm thinking of sinking your Demetrius Shipp

Only thing that I can't fathom is why the preacher is rich

How to think in moderation and turn a drink to a sip

I'm private when I fly, I ball out like 'Bron do

You in the game but you sit and coach like Tyronn Lue

Me and my soldiers we just out here mobbing like old Italians

Snatching your homie's necklace to rock it with your medallion

Over these groceries, I'm toe-to-toe with your whole battalion

I hit you with four from this.44 like Hova album

I take lives like banned contracepts

All the contraband I collect is Iran contra-esque

Respect the mantra or die at the hands of consciousness

Run up and get left ran down to death on your damn conscious steps

The booze already made me lose, I can't go out like I'm Amy Winehouse

The Lord graciously still kept me here in a place to be

On the corner like baby Blue standing in timeout

Looking real spiritually aware, pair of Pumas on

Looking like I'm aboard a Lear, headed to uniform

I'm so lyrically rare, I spearheaded the unicorn

I was born a born one, sugar-coated on

The way I'm livin' put me in a great position now

Every time they hear me, they say, "Ain't nobody did this, nah"

And if they don't, they shit been off

Just listen to the diction in this lyricism

I won't break a fool, they don't want me to blow

But every single show, they hand out like I owe 'em

I already paid my dues and wordings, uh

But if I said it then they still won't know

So I won't waste my time on you

And speakin' on the level that ya never on

No way they hatin' so incredible

My writings on the wall, to you, it's so illegible

I'm invincible, you're sleepin' on me, I'ma stay woke

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