Artist: Royce Da 5'9" Album: Success Is Certain Song: Second Place Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [DJ Premier] Nickel... tell 'em what it is [Royce Da 5'9"] This (this) is (is) a world (a world) {"P-P-P-P-P-Premier Premier"} A world {"Premier, Premier, Premier, P-P-P-P-Premier Premier"} Look, I'm in the zone for realer In a freezer with Medusa I'm fuckin a stone cold killer Your bitch vibin, I'm inside her, now tell your kids this Daddy's been doin more +Dick+ ridin than Kari Wigton I'm very venomous, you very innocent And I will send a MONSTER to your house, call him Harry Henderson Oh, my, God; I was just in jail Then the devil caught pneumonia, and it made me sick as hell You niggaz countin me out, can get the riches still You're all in the +The Matrix+, shoulda picked a different pill You about to see how far that Paul Rosenberg'll go The height of my game is like a DeMar 'Rozan vertical No one understands me Only one sicker than me is Em, I'm the new +D MC+, it +Runs+ in the family [Interlude] "Man why that nigga gotta bring Em name up all the time? Man that nigga wouldn't even be rich without that nigga." {*smack*} Shut up faggot [Chorus: Royce] I come to embarrass y'all rappers, I should run a marathon backwards So I can see what second place look like, look {"T-too many sick niggaz, Nickel bring the remedy"} {*scratched*: "Make it real clear!"} I come to embarrass y'all rappers, I should run a marathon backwards So I can see what second place look like, look {*scratched*: "You not ready for the raw deal, it's all real"} {"Kiss the ring, begone!"} [Royce Da 5'9"] I'm the magnificent with the sensational style My wedding with the streets got the cake with no vows I'm arrogant as fuck, who cares? You suck Rappers talkin 'bout "We the best" done been to Paris too much Who hot? Who sick? Shit, I'm like a Theraflu slush Y'all ain't fly, y'all fallin slow with the parachute up, up I'm a face-slapper; niggaz sleepin on an outfit Call us Taylor Gang 'cept we Wake-n-Bake rappers Slaughter Yelawolf responsible for haters' actions Y'all on Gilligan's Island, find a greater Captain Hahaha, haha, victory laugh Even my photographer's happy, picture me mad I feel will, your bitch suck my dick I nutted on the floor and left her standin there cryin over spilled milk.. {*imitates sobbing then laughs*} [Chorus] [Royce Da 5'9"] My swing's like chains on a playground I bust fly plus I'm about to put some wings on a Greyhound Uh, my theory of, you is you lie and you drink beer And I ain't hearin ya so you must be from Liberia I wave bye like Hitler, 100-round thumper Bulletproof WHAT? You gon' need an underground bunker I ain't where you should go I put my whole life on the 'net, even my weapons, I am Bazooka Joe Uhh, we the shit, nigga eat a dick We'll make him eat his words, we the stones, he the sticks I'm going yellin "Shady" everywhere Smackin niggaz bitches with they lipstick and they baby with they teddy bear To you and your man, ain't gon' be no Talladega Night I come to question y'all and y'all don't know what to do with your hands Nickel Preme, killer team Add a different dealer every day like a fickle fiend [Chorus]