Intro: Yeah (Statik Selektah). Royce Da 5'9", Statik Selektah, my ***** Preme. This is the Bar Exam. Gorilla camp *****. Verse One: If you ain't callin' me king ***** it the mayor will You think you fly Then you about as high as a Ferris wheel You not **** You like soap I'm like coke It's like comparing Clearasil to Seroquel But there is still too many things to name 'em all We ain't the same You *****s is dames in trainin' bras I get brain from *****es with big ******* You got a ***** with *******t stains I hits the hangy ball That's the deep throat for *****s that don't get it It's so hopeless Bet they can only blow smokin' No jokin' I'm chrome kitted Whenever you see me ridin' Unless I'm in Hollywood, gold spoken My *******t kicks the loudest My chick's kicks is Prada The big body Benz is sick Kicks is Bravis Switch out and tell the Impala To sit as high as a big ***** toddler *****, get dollars I don't kick knowledge I quit college for hip hop If I get violent You probably should kick rocks Verbally vivid Lyrically clear Snitches shouldn't be murdered They should just be livin' in fear They should just be raped No homo My professional hit mens Will merk for me and they work pro bono New engine Too sickenin' Me and web Got the hood up on the block watchin' the new Pistons Outro: Shout out to my ***** Will. This is the Bar Exam *****. Hip hop is alive. Royce just got out of jail.
Intro: Yeah (Statik Selektah). Royce Da 5'9", Statik Selektah, my ***** Preme. This is the Bar Exam. Gorilla camp *****. Verse One: If you ain't callin' me king ***** it the mayor will You think you fly Then you about as high as a Ferris wheel You not **** You like soap I'm like coke It's like comparing Clearasil to Seroquel But there is still too many things to name 'em all We ain't the same You *****s is dames in trainin' bras I get brain from *****es with big ******* You got a ***** with *******t stains I hits the hangy ball That's the deep throat for *****s that don't get it It's so hopeless Bet they can only blow smokin' No jokin' I'm chrome kitted Whenever you see me ridin' Unless I'm in Hollywood, gold spoken My *******t kicks the loudest My chick's kicks is Prada The big body Benz is sick Kicks is Bravis Switch out and tell the Impala To sit as high as a big ***** toddler *****, get dollars I don't kick knowledge I quit college for hip hop If I get violent You probably should kick rocks Verbally vivid Lyrically clear Snitches shouldn't be murdered They should just be livin' in fear They should just be raped No homo My professional hit mens Will merk for me and they work pro bono New engine Too sickenin' Me and web Got the hood up on the block watchin' the new Pistons Outro: Shout out to my ***** Will. This is the Bar Exam *****. Hip hop is alive. Royce just got out of jail.