The name “Royce” came from his R shaped Turkish link chain which was said to have resembled a Rolls Royce logo. During high school Royce was one of the shortest players on his basketball team, standing 5′9” at age 18.
Royce signed with Tommy Boy records in 1998 and later was slated to release his debut album Rock City. Though this relationship was premature, Royce ended up leaving the label citing creative differences.
Royce began working with well known Game Recordings who helped get him in front of the right people to negotiate a deal with Columbia Records. Royce’s Rock City debut was yet again plagued with delays, during which the album was heavily bootlegged. Though not in their favor, Columbia chose to release Rock City in limited quantity and quickly went out of print by the time Royce left Columbia.
Around this time Royce dropped the underground banger “Boom” with production by Dj Premier. Soon thereafter he joined up with Koch / Game Recordings and released Rock City (Version 2.0) independently.
Most well known for his association with Slim Shady – the two met at a concert while Slim was promoting his Slim Shady EP. The two formed a Duo called Bad Meets Evil, releasing a number of tracks including “Renegades” [Original Version], “Nuttin’ to Do”, “Scary Movies”, “She’s the One”, and “See You In Hell”, which appeared on Eminem’s album The Slim Shady LP, titled “Bad Meets Evil”.
In 2001 Royce was set to work with Dr Dre’s Chronic 2000 project as a ghostwriter. He contributed tracks including “The Message”, “The Throne Is Mine”, “Stay In Your Place” and the original version of “Xxplosive” titled “The Way I Be Pimpin’”.
Royce’s association with Dr. Dre ceased when his manager, Kino Childrey spoke to a reporter about Eminem and Dre in the studio. Royce refused to dismiss his manager and long time friend, ending his relationship with Dre.
Royce and Em had a mutual friendship with Proof. Though Royce had bad blood with D12 member, Bizarre, stemming from a earlier freestyle battle with Royce’s brother. Misscommunication escalated the beef between the pair, causing it to spiral out of control and include all members of the rap group D12.
In 2002, Royce called Eminem to request to be signed to Shady Records. Eminem declined and soon thereafter signed 50-cent to Shady Records instead.
Royce released several diss tracks including “Shit on U” (over D12’s “Shit on You”), taking shots at Bizzare of D12. Royce continued record dis tracks including “We Ridin’”, “Death Day”, and “Malcolm X”. There’s speculation that Royce and Em often wrote bars dissing each other subliminally.
From 2002-2003 Royce kept a low profile releasing releasing Build & Destroy, and Build & Destroy: The Lost Sessions Part 1 across the mixtape circuit.
In 2003, Royce’s beef with D12 finally reached its tipping point. Royce and Proof and their entourages spilled into the streets of Detroit arguing but the issue dissipated once firearms were drawn. The two rappers spent a night in jail, and settled their beef.
In 2004 Royce released his sophomore effort Death Is Certain on Koch records, as well as two mixtapes from his crew M.I.C. (Make it Count). The crew includes members Royce, Kid Vishis,and June.
2005 marked Royce’s third full length album release Independent’s Day on Trouble/M.I.C. Records.
Royce Da 5′9″ was sentenced to jail on September 19, 2006 for parole violation for a prior DUI charge. Royce was sentenced to one year in the clink at Oakland County Jail, Pontiac, Michigan. On January 9, 2007, Royce got out of jail on work-release.
Royce has a strong ghostwriting resume including the track “Tell Me” ft. Christina Aguilera for Diddy’s album Press Play.
In May 2007, Royce Da 5′9″ released a mixtape called The Bar Exam which features DJ Premier and Statik Selektah on the Wheels of Steel.
In 2008, Royce confirmed that he had officially resolved his longstanding differences with Eminem and celebrated with a reunion concert on July 12, 2008 at Saint Andrews Hall. A mixtape of the reunion concert was soon released thereafter.
Royce also had beef with other industry majors including Mistah Fab, Cashi$, and Joe Budden, Kanye West and the Ruff Ryders.
Jockin My Fresh
Royce da 5'9" Lyrics
Jump to: Overall Meaning ↴ Line by Line Meaning ↴
Chorus:
Easily I approach
The microphone because I ain't no joke
Tell ya momma to get off of my nuts
She need to quit
"Jockin' my fresh" - Jay-Z
Your hypertone, nigga you ain't no loc
Tell your girlfriend to get off of my dick
And she need to quit
"Jockin' my fresh" - Jay-Z
Verse One:
I'm on fire survival, admire you liar
Who hire, new tires, flew by you
New buyer, Brunier, the new sire
Each line, I think it's lightening
What you think is writin'
Is my ink ignitin'
I stole that from L
But I don't think it's bitin'
Beef is hidin' on side of the stage
Speakin' of fightin'
I write like I pull my pen out the side of a grenade
Imperial, serial killers in front of a mural of Dilla, Proof, Blade
A burial crusade
Venereal, flu, A.I.D.S.
I'm sick
I'm too paid
I'm rich
I will flower a chicken like a bouchet
I'm sentimental
End up with your dental
Loose cave
Bitch we ain't Friends
I ain't Phoebe Buffay
I'm a motherfuckin' +Superstar+ like Lupe
Get a lot of vagina
Stylin' like I'm a designer
Whoever hotter than me
I probably find them inside of me
Connected, I probably supply them it's eeeeeasy
Chorus
Verse Two:
The product is like Prada
A lotta shottas is stretchy
Until you tired of findin' time to ride a bitch out of liars
Y'all retired your guns just cause you signed a deal
I'm the Youth Fountain on Truth Mountain on Honest Hill
Who's countin'?
I'm tryin' to build beyond a mill
Don't call me seven nine's cause I'm tryin' to find a bill(ion)
True is, who is down to kill
Old school like a Buick Bonneville
Suicide, do a lot of pills
You ain't got to kill
Beef is easy to me bitch
Guns, grams, get 'em, got 'em all, strict G shit
Honestly, round 'em up, found 'em slumped
Down to buck, llama tuck
Grind till you tired of us
I'm on your head like a Yamaka
Chorus
Outro:
I'm gonna tell y'all niggas right now. Number one. Quit jockin' my motherfuckin' fresh. Number two. If you ain't feelin' me...you a fuckin' corn dog.
In “Jockin' My Fresh” by Royce da 5'9', the rapper asserts his superiority and criticizes those who are trying to imitate his style. The chorus refers to Jay-Z's line “Get off my dick”, encouraging people to stop taking credit for his originality. Royce uses complex metaphors to describe his rap game, comparing it to writing with a pen out of a grenade and placing himself in the company of musical legends like J Dilla and Proof. He also references his wealth and sexual prowess. The second verse touches on the theme of revenge and his willingness to get violent with anyone who tries to cross him.
Line by Line Meaning
Quit jockin' my fresh.
Stop trying to copy my style.
Easily I approach
The microphone because I ain't no joke
Tell ya momma to get off of my nuts
She need to quit
'Jockin' my fresh' - Jay-Z
I confidently approach the microphone because I am skilled. Tell your mother to stop bothering me and trying to copy my style.
Easily I could smoke
Your hypertone, nigga you ain't no loc
Tell your girlfriend to get off of my dick
And she need to quit
'Jockin' my fresh' - Jay-Z
I am so talented that I could easily outdo you. Your persona is fake and I am not impressed. Tell your girlfriend to stop trying to pursue me and copying my style.
I'm on fire survival, admire you liar
Who hire, new tires, flew by you
New buyer, Brunier, the new sire
Each line, I think it's lightening
What you think is writin'
Is my ink ignitin'
I stole that from L
But I don't think it's bitin'
I am unstoppable and I see through your lies. I am successful and keep moving ahead of you. Every line I write is brilliant, filled with energy like lightning. What you write is nothing compared to my work. I took some inspiration from L but I did not copy it exactly.
Beef is hidin' on side of the stage
Speakin' of fightin'
I write like I pull my pen out the side of a grenade
Imperial, serial killers in front of a mural of Dilla, Proof, Blade
A burial crusade
There may be rivalries among my fellow musicians, but I will fight against anyone who opposes me. My pen is as explosive as a grenade, and I write vividly about violent subjects. I pay tribute to artists who have passed away by putting them in a mural. When I eventually die, there will be a big send-off for me too.
Venereal, flu, A.I.D.S.
I'm sick
I'm too paid
I'm rich
I will flower a chicken like a bouchet
I'm sentimental
End up with your dental
Loose cave
Bitch we ain't Friends
I ain't Phoebe Buffay
I am sick with diseases that are metaphors for my success. I am wealthy and will spend money extravagantly. I am sensitive but can be violent towards my opponents. I will not be your friend or do you any favors.
I'm a motherfuckin' +Superstar+ like Lupe
Get a lot of vagina
Stylin' like I'm a designer
Whoever hotter than me
I probably find them inside of me
Connected, I probably supply them it's eeeeeasy
I am like a superstar musician, attracting a lot of attention from women. I have an amazing style, as if I were a fashion designer. If anyone appears to be more talented than me, I likely inspired them or provided them with their success. I have connections that allow me to provide things to others with ease.
The product is like Prada
A lotta shottas is stretchy
Until you tired of findin' time to ride a bitch out of liars
Y'all retired your guns just cause you signed a deal
I'm the Youth Fountain on Truth Mountain on Honest Hill
Who's countin'?
My style is like a luxury brand, enduring and high-quality. Many potential opponents talk a big game but will quickly tire and fall apart when faced with difficulties. People stop trying to be real when they sign a record deal. I am like a fountain of youth, speaking truth and honesty. I am not worried about keeping score.
I'm tryin' to build beyond a mill
Don't call me seven nine's cause I'm tryin' to find a bill(ion)
True is, who is down to kill
Old school like a Buick Bonneville
Suicide, do a lot of pills
You ain't got to kill
Beef is easy to me bitch
Guns, grams, get 'em, got 'em all, strict G shit
Honestly, round 'em up, found 'em slumped
Down to buck, llama tuck
Grind till you tired of us
I'm on your head like a Yamaka
I am striving for success beyond what most people imagine. Don't call me just a millionaire, I am aiming to become a billionaire. I know that some people are willing to kill to succeed, but I prefer to use my intelligence and experience. I have an old-school style that reminds me of a classic car. Certain kinds of beef are easy for me to handle. I have access to weapons and drugs if I need them. I am not afraid to confront my enemies head-on, and will work hard until they give up. I will not be underestimated.
I'm gonna tell y'all niggas right now. Number one. Quit jockin' my motherfuckin' fresh. Number two. If you ain't feelin' me...you a fuckin' corn dog.
I have two messages for my listeners. First, stop trying to imitate my style. Second, if you don't appreciate me, you are a coward and a loser.
Contributed by Caden A. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
NBX
grtr4sh gotta be from the Midwest ... and he remember this tape lol
King B 83
[VIRGIN MANE] I'm from New Orleans and I remember this shit like it was yesterday Royce been an Animal I've been a fan since Boom
Superstriker
[VIRGIN MANE] Lol I thought I was the only one that looked this up after that video
Today The M.A.C.K. 👑
🔥
Black Tortoise Music Group
Word play is bananas are on this joint
rFnR
I’m the youth mountain on truth fountain on honest hill. That is all.
DarkManX16
What's the sample