Joe Budden - Everybody Down lyrics

As we proceed to give you what you need Slaughterhouse up in this b**h, get your b**h, make it quick Nickel, Quick, Joey, Crook, you know we shut everybody down b**h this ain't no club hit, this ain't for no b**hes This is a motherf**ing stick-up, quick, everybody down [Verse 1: Royce Da 5'9”] I'm about to rob the hardest n***a out here Yes I'm on my joker sh**, I keep a Heath Ledger for the joke of it I don't plan ahead of them, I don't gamble I just keep a .44 clip, full of bullets that resemble poker chips I'm so the sh**, b**hes jumping at my pogo stick Slaughterhouse you know we sick, everybody down Take your b**h, same b**h you wake up with, make her trick 'til her f**ing thighs hurt, momma if your p**y wet You shouldn't have a dry purse, call me Ryan Rhinoplasty I will augment your a** if you mess with God's work When it comes to drama, fighting second, homicides first I don't look for drama, drama follows me, so why search? Everybody, everybody we gon need you quiet, shh Slaughter got a message, everybody down I'm a cheddar getter, you a teller, I don't care, whatever I'll just scare the witnesses, I'm the illest in here Bring a pen and pad and don't compare the sicknesses Where the f** the ruler at, so we can measure sentences I am better than I've ever been, never been better I don't follow trends, I set trends for the trendsetters, Nickle [Hook] Slaughterhouse up in this b**h, get your b**h, make it quick Joey, Crook, you know we shut everybody down b**h this ain't no club hit, this is ain't no for b**hes This is a motherf**ing stick-up, quick, everybody down As we proceed to give you what you need As we proceed and now the drive by [Verse 2: Crooked I] First I pull up on your block, let my entire torch Spit fire, burn down your empire's boardwalk b**h I am melting my rims, tires, draw off Porsche hit the wall, then my pills high as war-off Crawled out, grabbed the new banana clip Lascerations on my face, travel agents sh** I still plan trip Ran up on the first n***a who had a whip Either die a hero, or abandon ship (Get out your car n***a!) I could k** you now f** a witness I'm all about my business, you all about your b**hness And I ain't bout to slow down, you oughta ask you daughter About f**ing around with Slaughter, You bound to go down I'mma disappear when you meet the Lord I'mma be aboard a G4 to Singapore in me and more Or bring a who*e to be a slore Either or we ignore casualties of war you can meet the floor now [Hook] [Verse 3: Joe Budden] I get on my ‘I don't give a f**' kit, f** the money, f** the wealth f** your label, f** your lyrics, you sit on a f**ing shelf Lava so if ain't in the topic of the constant, the discussion fell Tell the b**h that this dick ain't gone s** itself n***a, I ain't no rapper I'm a mercenary Every verse I bury, some will blame it on the perks I carry Been in disguise when I failed or I lost But they won't know I'm a god until I'm nailed on the cross And these rappers is a mess, sad is if they best Magnum to their chest, they could piss me, it won't matter what they said They just rhyme, I just climb on the ladder to success And maybe bring me some n***as that would rather me with less My advice for the f** boys: make some hard improvements Career at a standstill how you gonna start a movement Slaughterhouse the gang take part in what we doing Or get steamed rolled over n***a pardon the intrusion [Hook] [Verse 4: Joell Ortiz] Y'all just heard my man snap, this is rubber band rap Twisted drop a can cap pop pop a Xantax tell Everybody Down Paid for life, f**ing around Uppercut a clown, f** being playful pay homie with a frown I don't think y'all understand the magnitude Mathematical, radical equations are easy to solve for power, yaowa I'm the square root of a truth table, in the booth able to Raise the bar from sub-par to the 9th power I didn't pick at food, I devour You think you hot dog, I'm walkin' around with a sauer Kraut and onions, buns and ketchup mustard, relish Wow I think I'mma fart, Everybody Down! I don't want the crown, I rock a fitted navy brown Well its blue but yall been colorblind since I'd came around Nobody can see me, I'm pissed off like my pee-pee Then bought it in Tahiti, be easy, Slaughterhouse this is it [Hook]