เนื้อเพลง Rock That - Royce Da 5'9"

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
I, can't, feel you; I want you to {"Rock That"} sh*t
{"ROCK THAT"} sh*t {"ROCK THAT"} sh*t
{"ROCK THAT"} sh*t {"ROCK THAT"} sh*t
{"RO-RO-RO-RO-RO-RO-RO-RO.."}

[Royce Da 5'9"]
Ooh! Put up your hands, show me the real you
If you don't put your hands up then I'ma kill you
You ain't never been touched homie, I can't feel you
I don't listen to threats, n*gga I can't hear you (hello?)

[Kid Vishis]
Put up your hands, show me the real you
You don't put your hands up, I'ma kill you
I'm the sh*t fool, it's the king prince too
I'm the next sh*t from the I'm Da Sh*t crew, ooh

[Royce Da 5'9"]
N*gga get cool, "You're my boy Blue!
Blue, you're my boy!" I'll Chicago, Illinois you

[Kid Vishis]
N*gga we'll destroy you
It's a motherf*ckin wrap when it come to that heat like aluminum foil

[Chorus]

[Royce Da 5'9"]
Idolize 'em, not a lot of 'em, body by them
There's a bottle by the fags, she should try to follow
the man with the rocks, rocky as Colorado standin on top of them
Toppin top the opposition, I ain't quittin 'til Vishis in my position
I drop this apocalyptic, you got to be optimistic
I'm hot hot hot

[Kid Vishis]
Let's try this sh*t again
Vishis the prince, the topic of the spit
This cop nowhere near it, I'm in a win-win position (yes)
Could send killers to knock-knock (who is it?)
Hard in pot, fall by the end of the visit (yes)
No henchmen

[Royce Da 5'9"]
Six shots the biscuit
Smackin on his back like I'm burpin a infant
Then n*gga put up your hands, show me the real you
Put money on your head and then I'ma bill YOU
Take it out yo' ass in hell, I'm on a ratchet trail
And you about to see the gat derail!

[Chorus]

[Kid Vishis]
Yeah, Vishis and Nickel equipped with pistols
Missiles'll hit your tissue [?] show you and STAY, like Mystikal
Clip to whoever riddle, my mental see you and scratch
You tryin to scrap to cover up the fact you can't rap

[Royce Da 5'9"]
I, can't, feel you; I want you to {"ROCK THAT"}
Glock that, pop that, shock that
Down to click twos, I'ma spit true
Dominant crew, I'm the SH*T fool!
Ooh!

[Kid Vishis]
Put the clip to a actor, CUT!
You motherf*ckers up when it's action, n*gga what?
We don't fight rappers, we write back at ya
Black mac blap, n*ggaz back snap backwards
Ooh!

[Royce Da 5'9"]
Actors, act puss, blow 'em off the atlas
Fear n*ggaz should fear, on point like a cactus
You probably need to practice, that's it, backflip
Word blacksmith, herb active DOPE!

[Chorus]

Ooh!