Shit On You
Royce Da 5′9″ Lyrics

Yo yo, I heard you on DJ Butter, you ain't slick
I listened to your freestyle on DJ Butter's show and it wasn't impressive

Somewhere in between a st-st-stutter and punch diss
Your delivery was stuttering and your disses were weak

I was like, 'Huh, what the fuck is this?
I was confused and disappointed by your performance

Why the fuck this lame nigga tryna fuck with this'
Why is this mediocre rapper trying to compete with me

You was talkin real reckless, you dissed the king
Your disrespectful comments were targeted at me, the king of rap

Get your eyes off my necklace, kiss the ring
Stop staring at my jewelry, show respect

Crawl 'fore you walk, don't get caught without your gat
You should learn to be cautious before acting tough

Somebody shoulda taught you how to talk before you rap
You lack the skills to properly express yourself through music

I know about how you gotta get walked through your verse
I'm aware of how others have to guide you through your verses

Niggaz tryna teach you how you talk all through your verse
People are attempting to instruct you on your flow and delivery

The streets, magazines still knockin your verse
Your verses are criticized by both the streets and the media

On your verse, niggaz just look at they watch in reverse
Listeners are bored and impatient when you rap

I'm about realism - as far as a fat nigga
I value authenticity, even if I'm overweight

that raps and rapes kids, I don't see the vision
Your style of rapping and exploiting young fans is incomprehensible to me

You, you do front, me you admire
You pretend to be confident, but deep down you look up to me

You told the truth once like, 'I'm a compulsive liar!'
Your admission of being a compulsive liar was the only time you spoke the truth

Insecure niggaz take offense to the line
Insecure individuals are sensitive to my lyrics

All in my my shit when I'm mentioning mines
You interfere when I mention my own business or achievements

Yo it's on, better tell Von stick to the rhymes
Prepare yourself, you should ask your friend Von to focus on his skills

You better run and get Swift when I get to the nine
Find Swift for protection when I confront you with a gun

It should be, Wall Street y'all and Slum V
The rap scene should only include Wall Street and Slum Village, not you

But no, nope, you running rhyme like Young Zee
Unfortunately, you continue to rap poorly like Young Zee

Heh, you was a clown in school
You were a joke and not taken seriously in school

Only nigga on stage in a costume, now the world is clowning YOU
You used to be the only one wearing a costume on stage, now everyone is mocking you

Share it for the rap - arresting the big fat bear
I'm exposing your fraudulent behavior within the rap community

that got him jumping the character to rap
Your attempt to portray a different character in your music is laughable

Uhh, nigga GIMME this mic, you ain't doing it right
I'll show you how to properly handle this microphone because you're doing it wrong

You call yourself an idiot, I'm just proving you right
You claim to be an idiot, and I'm simply confirming that fact

This is strong over the weak, long career over deceased
I prioritize strong artists with longevity over weak ones who fade away

And me doing you wrong over your beat
I will outperform and overshadow you on your own beat

You speak when you see me but you talk the flow
You only show your confidence in my presence, but your flow lacks substance

Fuckin clown, smile nigga, honk your nose
You're a clown, so put on a fake smile and entertain people

You probably look at it like I'm making a big deal
You might perceive my response as an exaggeration

But nigga that's what I do, I make big deals
Creating significant controversies and making a scene is my specialty

Take a chunk of the budget, and keep they proud raise
I take a large portion of the budget and make sure I earn significant raises

And watch the little people split the pie five ways
I enjoy seeing the lesser-known artists share a small portion of success

Nigga go play, matter fact, catch up
Go entertain yourself, or better yet, try to catch up to my level

I am six figures bigger and my books kept up
My financial success is significantly greater than yours, and it's properly documented

Y'all a rap boy band; you testing me now?
You and your crew resemble a manufactured rap group, and now you're challenging me?

Y'all a group with one star like Destiny's Child
Your group only has one notable member, similar to Destiny's Child

FUCK THAT! No nigga, how can I relate
I strongly disagree with that comparison, how can I be associated with you

to a group with four dudes that's easily replaced?
Why would I compare myself to a group of four guys who can be easily replaced?

I erase niggaz when they talk backwards
I eliminate rappers who try to diss me

I call Paul and have him write you off on his taxes
I will contact Eminem (Paul) and make sure he discredits you in his music

I'm a solo artist, you just one of the crew
I have a successful career as a solo artist, while you're just a member of a group

Fans comin up to y'all like, 'Which one is you?'
Your fans struggle to identify you within your group

You the fat one! Tell 'em that's your name
You're the overweight member, that's what people recognize you as

You will tell a joke whenever too, that's your game
Your comedic aspect is your only gimmick

Yeah, who cares if you've been on tour, you don't come off
Your touring experience doesn't make up for your lack of charisma

Nigga all you do is run on stage and run off
Your performances consist of entering and exiting the stage quickly

Yeah, one loose cannon - that's strange
You're the only one in the group who behaves unpredictably

cause the only cannon in the crew is planted wherever Proof's standin
The only dangerous member within your crew was Proof, and he's no longer alive

I speak to Em and Proof, I'm speakin with love
I have genuine conversations with Eminem and Proof, showing my love for them

Them my niggaz, y'all sissy niggaz keepin a grudge
They are my close friends, while you hold onto unnecessary resentment

I don't give a FUCK nigga, you get beat up with gloves
I don't care at all, I'll beat you up with gloves on

And if you want beef, fuck it, you can meet up with Bugz
If you're looking for a fight, we can arrange a meeting with Bugz

I'll shit on you!
I will humiliate and outperform you

You fat motherfucker
Insulting remark towards your weight

Aiyyo cut that shit! Fuck that nigga
Stop playing that track! I don't want to hear it anymore

You diss me you gon' get dissed back, nigga
If you disrespect me, I will respond with my own diss track

Yo' mama, muh'fucker
Insult directed towards your mother

And I beat yo' ass, Wall Street hoe
I will physically confront and defeat you, you fake rapper