PRhyme - Courtesy lyrics

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PRhyme - Courtesy lyrics

Ft. Royce Da 5'9 (Intro) Wonder, wonder, wonder Yo, where the otha one at? It's that whoop! whooooop I like this one Just let it go PRhyme (Verse: Royce da 5'9") ZL6 'vette, grippin' feelin' almost there Listenin' to Bon Jovi, rollin' Living on a Prayer Privy to the gossip, that's what's said about me constant It's the life and times of Bumpy Johnson meets Nucky Thompson I used to rap about d**h, now I'm only concerned to live I value relationships, still I keep it competitive Nowadays chances are that if ya see me throw the match It ain't to lose the fight, it's to walk away from a burnin' bridge I'm from a family of alcoholics and coke addicts Daddy taught me if the a** is so fat it's a fact That if ya with yo ho, don't matter it's still appropriate to scope at it Livin' life with no balance, drivin' drunk on co-pilot Drivin' untill I total it I'm tryna stay afloat, but I got nobody to throw a rope at it The game is just a game of splits and politics with no ballot All kind of clips with mo' malice than Pusha If ya profilin', it's probably be more violence than lookin' I'm so stylish, but I ain't talkin' eBay, no high end fashion either If ya catch me by the runway it's the one that's fo' the PJ This one is fo' my lyricists, courtesy of my deejay (Hook) (I can't control it, can't hol' it, it's so nuts) (Hustle hard in any hustle that ya pick) (I respect that) I done had a lot of n***as say they want to hurt me Somehow, sum' way they just end up in my mercy Just show sum' courtesy (Hell yeah, n***a ya know, n***as still got it) (Believe that sh**) (Verse 2: Royce da 5'9") I got k**ers 'round the way ready to move that work fo' me n***as wanna ride my wave, b**hes wanna surfboard me All I want is courtesy, who cares about the radio? And ya can take the ca**ette deck from off yo ol' boombox And it wouldn't matter It still squares on yo radio to keep yo wealth I learned to stay to yo, self I call fo' Shantelle to spray paint a mural in Watts Of me spray paintin' a mural of miracle Watts Shoutout to Michael five thousand Watts I'm on than lean movement like I'm out here tryin' to box Look, n***a, this is a boss thing, uh Meanin' ya gettin' the laze dot to yo offspring I'm a lost bein', uh Try to cross me without fallin' off, I'm afraid not I'm a frayed knot like a draw string I'm preachin' to the congregation like I'm Peter Popoff If ya can imagine Me hoppin' up out of the cabin like I'm one of the dukes of hazard Like f** it, leave the top off like time fo' foreplay That last line that was befo' ya time Like Big Ben sittin' in Beyonce doorway While I'm receiving Four Seasons, Norwegian top in Norway Listenin' to rappers kick knowledge That they probably got from Torae These Michael Eric Dyson n***as claimin' they king Not knowin' the kind of drama that that bring Imma be the first established rapper to hop in that battle rap ring Turn that to ? My next album gon be so dark and so fly I should CD package it wrapped in bat wings The Soultrain music awards actors rock fake as wrestlin' Dressed bottom to top in leather lookin' like bacon in Vaseline How ya lookin' like beef jerky, beefin' in erry verse But neva beefin' in person? Randy Savage Ya wouldn't snap a slim Jim Ya wouldn't rip a wrappin' on Christmas in Santa's attic With the hands of Eddie Scissors, ain't ya average? Put yo muthaf**in' hands up My job is to move the crowd, move the muthaf**in' crowd Put yo muthaf**in' hands up (Outro) Deejay Wonder, ya heard? Deejay Wonder, ya heard? I respect that