[Chorus]   Ridin, survivin   Tryin not to die and tryna cop a island   5'9" and, sleazy   The game needs me, cause I'm drama   I got problems, I can't resolve 'em   It's no beefin, I can't call 'em   I'm ridin, survivin   Tryin not to die then, look him in his eyes then      [Royce Da 5'9"]   Royce 5'9", YEAH.. yeah, yeah   Yeah, yeah, yeah, remember me?      The hype man that came in to blaze shit   Brought in by the white man like I came on a slave ship   and chains; no master can turn his back on the only rapper   can match him and burn him on his own track with him   No goin back with him; cause holmes actin like   he got Capone backin him (why?) He's gone platinum   WOW, I'm hurt, cause now his words   Cause now he famous 'bout as down to earth as it rains the worst   My value will grow with my next release   CUT THE CHECK, I suggest you invest in extra ink   My next album should raise the brow of every man, woman and child   And today, I gotta get paid   You got a sign on your door that says "Keep Out"   I can't fire no more, I can't reach out   You truly know more later after you learn   My last favor to ask you was when, "Don't do me no more favors"      [Chorus]      [Royce: over Chorus]   Yeah, yeah, yeah   5'9", yeah   Cause I'm drama, yeah!   How the fuck you gon' forget about me niggaz?      [Outro: Royce Da 5'9"]   Yeah, yeah, I'ma show you muh'fuckers   how to go from no buzz, to a big-ass buzz   I'm a ill motherfucker   I don't need nobody to hold my motherfuckin hand   Whatever niggaz, one hun'ned   '03 is my year nigga, Royce 5'9"   The drama king nigga, DRAMA      [Chorus]      [Royce: over Chorus]   "Rock City Version 2.0" in stores right now   Feel me!   "Dead or Alive" the new album comin in Spring niggaz   If you gonna go buy the motherfucker pray for me   If not, FIGHT ME!   Motherfucker, holla!