Ryan West - D-Elite Pt. 1 lyrics

[Royce Da 5'9"] Once again relax, it's just music n***as right here, show you how I do n***as right here, show you my crew Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah f** a team like you who swing like you We block shots in the ring lightning Rock hot rocks k**, get the cream still Blasphemous mind ill steal rhyme sk** Nas couldn't rhyme for this, Nickel-Nine will I go through, cool out, blow a whole crew Cool out bro, out-glow a whole j**el We bout to blow up, got your nose up You could catch a blocka-blocka try to stop or hold us And your block a whole bust, live news Ride through with one girl and five dudes Best crew in the D, n***as best move All you n***as gun sleep and your vest used n***as bluffin, bore me, nothin for me The only overlord me, only glory, you reach! Wake up and smell the aroma n***a you sleep The contract is out on The King, n***a you breach D-Elite - Jah, Cut Throat Billy Nix, Little, Nickle, Cha, upmost Respect dawgs, expect your neck cut rope The barrel of the Swiss, whole tec up close If the block was any hotter I could start a cult I was trouble the minute my momma's water broke You never see the weak destroy me, I'm focused I was raised by a postal employee, need I say more? {*echoes*}