Underdog - Royce 5'9, Lazarus

I’m Chuck D, giving hip-hop's state of mind back

Lazarus, we played him last week

We’re going to play this

Out here in Detroit

Royce Da 5'9″ also recorded with Lazarus as well

Been one of the most powerful interviews I’ve heard

What we played last week with Lazarus

Yeah yeah

Royce Da 5'9″

I’m upin here with my man, Lazarus

Yo Amir

Next time you knock somebody’s fucking head off, I want you to think about

these verses

IV, what up, my nigga?

People see I’m from the D and say that I ain’t nothing

But I turned around, flip the script and made something

I’m me, now let’s run it back on them

They tried to take me for a slave, now I own them

(People see I’m from the D and say that I ain’t nothing

But I turned around, flip the script and made something

Of me, now let’s run it back on them

They tried to take me for a slave, now I own them)

Back-to-back platinum plaques, switched my car from white to black

After Charleston switched it back to black

My rapping style is acrobat, mixed with a private plane

Fly even while I’m plain, come to bars, I don’t talk

I sound off thunder thoughts, I will give you all a running start

Anytime, three sixty-five days, try me

Or y’all may want to keep throw or somersault

Look dog, I’m not not underdog, I pop to put your dog up under tar

A headstone, some grass up under stars for rapping at the one

Smiling at you while you’re howling at the moon, and how so long

I’m laughing at the sun, laughing at the fact I’m fucking like

A rabbit having fun, and you ain’t having none

And ask us now the rabbit got the gun, and I don’t need no explanation

I try to keep my past behind me, fuck my recent destination

You dissing me for my attention, you won’t be getting it undivided

Cause I will come divide you to five hundred degrees and separate you

Check it out, now picture me the underdog

Unknown whose hunger claws, jugulars ruptured, crush his jaws

Feeling the blood in my surgeon galls, pause

I came from nothing and caused an eruption

Put my hands in these racks and gloves, then I became Gennady Golovkin

Without an assumption, I’m like a hybrid, it’s preposterous

As Rakim, and the Indominus, Rex our perplexion

Raise the spirit as our possession from the village of Sargodha

Here comes the twist of a rollercoaster, chase me but you can’t catch me

When I’m repping like Furiosa, furious as a Sosa

Apocalypses, a narcissist, my arms and wrists are twisting

Write my bars like I got Parkinsons, against the odds

Better myself, I’m profiting

and rose up on there chessboard and they got the king dropping all competitors

On any verse, I’m rep for my city, my home is a symbol for overachievers

And those who believe us that we are the leaders, the congressmen and senators

I slay who slaves his masters, I’m the prey who preys on predators

They try to take me as a slave, now I own them