Royce da 5'9"
King of Detroit
Shoot wit us...

[Hook: Royce da 5'9"](x2)
You gon' need a lot more guns to shoot wit us
A lot more jewels to floss wit us
It's gon' take a lot more power to fuck wit us
And a lot more n***as to buck wit us
You gon' need a lot more guns to shoot wit us
A lot more jewels to floss wit us
It's gon' take a lot more power to fuck wit us
And a lot more n***as to buck wit us

[Verse 1: Royce Da 5'9"]
I'm the King of Detroit, I'm the King of the Kings
The King of the ring, cause y'all n***as be swingin the sting
I'm doin my thing, you only worth TWO of my rings
It's you and my team, at war for tryin to ruin my reign
Imagine a thought of that
It's Motown, it's where this black music shit started at
All I did was brought it back
Get it right, I'm over your block and I must succeed
I don't know how much you need, but it's more than you got
These n***as rippin and robbin with the fifth in the closet
Cause y'all n***as ignorant logic got you slippin and dodgin
We bring to a violent halt whatever beef we have
I hate losing, so you'll probably never see me mad
Just here to rewind it back to where time had begun
It's the size of the gun, the trigger and the n***a behind it
I'm the King of the throne, I stood up to sing you a song
To get the platinum plaques back to the city, bring it home
[Hook]
You gon' need a lot more guns to shoot wit us
A lot more jewels to floss wit us
It's gon' take a lot more power to fuck wit us
And a lot more n***as to buck wit us

[Verse 2: Royce Da 5'9"]
You welcome to floss and receive a consecutive loss
All I need's a second to talk to get my message across
Out-of-towners come to Detroit with all they mens
And that's a gamble, you know the house always wins
I'm the savior of rap, y'all wanna be like the third verse missed
Street this, thug that - rhymin my life in first-person
You could never rise, no matter how high it seems
I'm the man with a eye, in the land of the blind of Kings
Trust this, no one could touch this - the difference is
The average n***a brings it to jail, that's why I bring it to justice
My shit be well-thought out, y'all n***as just writin a rhyme
That's why most of the time you bitin a rhyme
I'm simple and plain, quick to speak a n***a in vain
Cause n***as done changed, it's very few n***as with brain
Speak from your heart, and I aim for your chest, I'm done wit it
Y'all rap n***as want your respect? Then come get it

[Hook]
You gon' need a lot more guns to shoot wit us
A lot more jewels to floss wit us
It's gon' take a lot more power to fuck wit us
And a lot more n***as to buck wit us
[Verse 3: Royce Da 5'9"]
Yo, yo, yo.. we must, represent for us
Cause where we from, we eat, sleep and shit Detroit and that's us
Y'all slide by, side by the real n***as
Ain't nothin but stand by to get killed n***as - what!
Tryna make the most of this time, we ain't inside forever
This is life, nobody makes it out alive - NEVER
I'm the King of the throne, I stood up to sing you a song
To get the platinum plaques back to Detroit, bring it home

[Hook]
You gon' need a lot more guns to shoot wit us
A lot more jewels to floss wit us
It's gon' take a lot more power to fuck wit us
And a lot more n***as to buck wit us
You gon' need a lot more guns to shoot wit us
A lot more jewels to floss wit us
It's gon' take a lot more power to fuck wit us
And a lot more n***as to buck wit us