Mighty Floe Young lyrics

[Intro: cuts and scratches by DJ Flash]
"Edgar Allen Floe", "Royce 5'9"
"J on the motherf*ckin WHEELS!"
"Nottz Raw means, I'm that sh*t"

[Nottz]
Lil' n*gga, I'm a muh'f*ckin monster, I drool when I talk
sh*t crumble and die throughout the paths I done walked
Eyes stay blood red cause I ain't slept in a hundred years
I'm one vampire that bust heads, get tough guy
Thinkin you can f*ck wit the boy {UH UH, DEM LIE!}
Nuff dem die and fry for that sh*t, dig it? {DIG IT? Dig it? dig it?}
Now what yo' GOD-damn problem is?!
{*gun clicks*} I ain't think so, b*tch!
Sitcho' monkey ass on down
Before I putcho' monkey ass on down like you went wild from a zoo {*monkey screeches, gunshot*}
Nottz Raw ring bells from here to Kalamazoo
You ain't gotta like my sh*t! n*gga, f*ck YOU~!
Listen, there's a big enough muh'f*ckin opinions that means somethin
And a fourth of that be frontin
The other 75% f*ck with that real hip-hop
b*tch stop - HOL' UP befo' a n*gga go nuts!

[Hook: cuts and scratches by DJ Flash]
"Real n*ggas only" "5'9""
"I be the five-star gener-real" [- Floe
"Edgar Allen Floe is that, that dude"
"Trust me, I'm as live as it gets" [- Royce
"Nottz Raw means, I'm that sh*t"
"J on the motherf*ckin WHEELS!"
"Edgar Allen Floe", "Royce 5'9"
"The illest, the-the illest" [- Floe
[Edgar Allen Floe]
Aiyyo, you get slapped up in VA
Transported to NC, now who the f*ck wanna see E?!
10 o' clock news got your face up on the TV
Missing motherf*ck, from my clutches he wanna be free
Break the shackles, Kunta Kinte slave
Naw, homie! (Naw homie!) Sitcha ass down, Toby
The god speaks mathematics, I will bring noise
Cause this year, in my cipher, I build and destroy
This is grown-man sh*t lil' boy, you still potty-training
Straight outta Raleigh blazin, you still prol'ly hatin
And Floe is goin apesh*t, breakin the law to the matrix
For you there's no escapin, L you facin
So take THIS! (THIS) - a small word of advice
Stay the f*ck out my path, you truly valued your life?
Edgar Allen Floe is lethal, one over zero
Keepin the undefined, no effort but still shine

[Hook]

[Royce Da 5'9"]
GO! n*gga run
Nottz ask me for ANYTHING, it's Yung Berg's carrer - DONE
Extended cartridge, I call you n*ggas food
Cause you get hands put on you at any market, uh!
Besides rollin with Gs' is my crew
Responsible for the "No-fly zone" in the D
You come THRU, you betta call somebody, cause we don't care
We'll leave witcha legs and leave the wheelchair
Uh, we'll sit in ya bushes prepared for a shootout
Wit a couple of extra militias and pushers
If you don't get it, you can get it, forget it, we run the city
The b*tch, wit me, she pretty, she British, she bring the kitty to the vet!
(WHOO!) Ah, n*gga I'm lethal, I take ya whole city on
All I need is me and ten of my people
Ah, n*gga I'm a winner, my b*tch name is Victoria
Ah, I go hard, they call me a go-to warrior, OUT!
[Hook: DJ Flash mixes up the cuts this time]