[Intro: Royce]  Uhh-uhh uhh uhh, yeah homeboy  Two gangstas, whattup Smut Peddlers?  My man Milo, yeah yeah yeah  Whattup Ruckus? We gangstas, yeah  Niggaz don't know me, call me heat  That's all you know is these verses, these names  Nigga nigga nigga    [Chorus]  Nickel Nine is - me, not, them  This is - him, not, they  Royce, Reef, double, R  Beef is close but trouble's, far  Nickel Nine is what the rhyme is  I put my time in, nigga Nickel Nine is  Uhh uhh - me, not, them  This is - him, not, they  Yo, he is.    [Royce Da 5'9"]  The reason why the funds is dizzy  Money continuously spendin, round and around like a frisbee  My runs is sticky from, the second-hand smoke  from outta the guns they busy, EHH-EHH-EHH-EHH come get me  He is - quick on the draw, same nine  that I used when he thought I copped it and popped it at the same time  Shit, carry tools, you gotta  The streets is over-populated with niggaz who cheap, like Andrew Goulatta  Royce and Reef, double R  When the gutterest beefs meet with the troubled bar it's nothin but heat  Niggaz I'm in and outta this booth, like Clark Kent for the youth  Flyin with the NARC proof tint for the Coupe  Niggaz be trippin a lot, so I keep the longest clip in a lock  Hit you while you loadin the clip in the glock  like BLAOW! No life, no breath  The only games I play is "Umi Says" like Mos Def (nigga)    [Chorus]    [Royce Da 5'9"]  Over-protected, heed the poet's connections  When it goes in effect the only thing froze is the necklace  That's it, keep the gat by me, I'm that rowdy  So none of you's can see me like Jack Ponty  None of you niggaz bad as me, I got a +Mobb+  and we +Deep+ like Hav' and P, so get a job! (uhh)  My shoes is, nine and a half, size is too big  For every thug nigga listen and they noddin his head  You better know that, he is a motherfuckin throwback  Rap niggaz nowadays is so wack, wish I could go back  Shit is undone; so I spend money like  it's more from where it came, even more where it didn't come from  The time it took to write this, I could be sellin twice this  Some white shit like, my venom is drivers priceless  My goons they'll put you away  And if it's heat then it is no beef, homie I'll cook you today (c'mon)    [Chorus]    [Royce Da 5'9"]  I got niggaz like, "That's Eminem's man, ain't it?"  Like that's my name, like I changed it when my man became famous  By the way, you ain't beefin with Slim, you beefin with US  So, stay out the magazines, keep it (shh shh) hush, okay?  These motherfuckin rappers is hilarious dawg  You never too big for that box cause the area's small  And you'll fit (yeah) six feet deep is where you will sit  Bring your crew, I'll turn sixteen deep into a trip  To the sky (sky)    Yeah, you don't wanna hover  Your mommy wouldn't like it  Whattup Proof? My nigga  Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah    [Chorus w/ minor variations]    [Outro: Royce]  Yeah, Nickel Nine is what the rhyme is  I put my time motherfucker Nickel Nine, is  Nigga, yeah yeah yeah yeah  Yeah yeah yeah yeah, Wall Street  My nigga X-Gov, Tre' Little, Shecky Green  Game nigga, spit Game nigga, yeah