Street Hop 2010 Lyrics & Tabs by Royce da 5′9″ feat. Sucka Free & Kid Vishis

Street Hop 2010

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Royce da 5′9″ feat. Sucka Free & Kid Vishis

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I smoke good like a Rasta mon
All around me I'm on point like a octagon
I'm the optimum

I'ma be eatin' until my belly stick out as far as the Octomom
I'm an abomination
I'm an anomaly in conversation, I'm honorin' confrontation
With a dime doin' dominatrix on her
Disrespect me I'll wet you like condensation
Water, I'm a mixture between Chris Brown and Chris Jericho
Where's your daughter?
I'm more than y'all can handle
At the Grammy's I'll send an Indian girl to the podium
To say no thank you like Marlon Brando
The Oscars, 'The Godfather', our father, you should praise me
I got some syphilis nun chucks wearin' a AIDS key

To say no thank you like Marlon Brando
The Oscars, 'The Godfather', our father, you should praise me
I got some syphilis nun chucks wearin' a AIDS key
That mean I'm sick when I kick shit
Come to my concert get some SARS on the tip of your ticket
I'm super cold
I don't spit, I shit on your whole team
These niggaz think I'm from Cleveland
It's somethin' the way I be droppin' the Browns off at the Super Bowl
Game time, nigga let's hit the sto'
And if I gave a fuck, this is where the hook would go
This is 'Street Hop', no rules
The rest of y'all niggaz watered down like old dudes
I'm willin' to do what you won't do, I'm old school
I'm a mac, I punch rappers 'cause I'm Pro Tools
I hit your pause button, I cease frontin'
You don't start nothin', it still might be somethin'
You don't want nothin', you might have somethin'
If I go over your head it's cause your ass duckin'
Fuck the underground
I rhyme for them fly motherfuckers that's up
That ain't tryin' to dumb it down
Fuck radio, fuck video
I live by the Bust' 'Scenario', what the dealio?
You could stop listenin', right now
I'm pussy eatin' with bitches, I put the dyke down
'Cause I'm a diamond, I'm llama rhymin', you Ramadan-in
Simon says that in my prime I'm here
Everywhere I go it's a crime there
While you on-lookin' at me in the lawn chair
Cocaine, propane
I'm a livin' degenerate of the dope game
Relate to it though you thought you probably couldn't
Put a face to the opposite of how the fake do it
I'm hip-hop's savior, the old faithful
Sick shit, stop you off that liquid like brake fluid
This is 'Street Hop'

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