Most Wanted - Royce 5'9

Like, what are you supposed to do?

Like you put your hands up, you tell 'em

that you don’t have a gun.

The thing that America is telling our children,

and this is the sad part, that black folks if you don’t make me comfortable we

will kill you

America’s most wanted, don’t try to apprehend him

America’s most wanted (Ice Cube is back on the set)

Don’t try to apprehend him

Yes, the rhythm, the rebel

I’m broadcasting live on behalf of the glisten

That appears in y’all bezel, I’ve risen to level

So large, on my level with B.I.G

I really mean it when I tell you «get on my level», you dig?

Get it however you live

This is for censorship, pick a flow, switch the shit

Alien, rapping at a packed-out stadium

I’m prolly 'bout to sin like I got a late DM

If anybody or they friend try to flow against me

Put some dollars on your pen like an ATM

Every window tinted, every minute look like 8 PM

I’m so hip hop, I shit deluxe boombox

I nut tunes, I spit Kurupt Moonrocks

Shell toe-top tens, watch the bus zoom by

Listen, if I ain’t on your Mt. Rushmore of top spitters

Nigga, I am not with it, Ryan Rock different

I ain’t 'bout riches, I ain’t Scott Disick

I’m largely blessed, I’m always dressed

I’m not fresh though, I’m Godly, don’t call me less

Listen, chump, I spit it to pyramid, switch the front

The spirit of Egyptian ankhs, call me Neph

Nigga, my every alcoholic breath

Is heavy like imagine tryna carry all this stress

Your floss just preparing y’all for death

So God won’t bury y’all bearing y’all regrets

Carry on, I tote Goyard

My humble approach will boast for y’all

My ho got more junk in the trunk than most tow yards

And if I don’t know y’all

I’ma turn yo' voyage to bon voyage to bone lawyers

This one’s for y’all niggas thinking you really big

Tie you up and give you the busy sig

My future wasn’t always just so Truman

To produce checks, I have my little metro booming

Never lose bets when it’s time to shoot death

I am G Money and Nino, I got the goose neck, now who’s next?

Lavar Ball doing battle for my boys

Playing hardball with them crackers like I’m Floyd

You would never know that I’m annoyed, that’s 'cause I’m a poet

Grab a nigga neck and snap it just to add it to my story