Lyrics It's Tuesday - Royce da 5′9″ feat. Sucka Free & Kid Vishis

(Its Royce 5-9)
Yea, you scared aint you?
Relax, its just music
(Its Royce 5-9)
D-Elite, jive 5-9
Royce 5-9, Cha Cha
Cut Throat, Billy Nix
My nigga tre little, my nigga E
Rocky city niggas
We in a world of our own
Dont u wanna come ride with us?
Come on ride with us
Ride with us down 7 mile
Niggas with rocky city tattoos on their fore arms
Niggas throwin their 7s up with
Detroit D tattooed on their hand
Thats what we do
Niggas would die for this shit
Its time to play... Check it out

Ayo, Sit back, smoke a joke, its over u wrote
This is pure provoke murder, its over she wrote it
I don't know how niggas manage to sleep
Wake up!
The clock radio, dont paniced the streets
Say something!
I been waiting, now hand me these beets
Im simply a branch of the slim shady family tree
That will snap!
D12 first in line to rap
I came last
Bout to put my size 9 1/2 in the games ass
Once i hit the roof, i swoop on niggas like whooosh!
2 bit niggas, cooks and figures regroup
I been fishing, just listen
From one track to the next
I was gangstah when rap was nothing but hats with the X
I sat and watched, album for album, niggas flocked
Niggas went from pro black to italian, I was hot
I worked my fucking ass off, hoping to blast off
Now im going to let you all see me
Like when ghost took his mask off
Give you more run for your ones, packing a full clip
Rapper niggas come with your guns, Don't bullshit
Im going to only give you wild shit
Rap with a mild pitch
Only clever, with that occational style switch
Ya'll niggas play around on the mic
Thats why im about to lay it down
Savor the way you sound in the night
Becaue I listen to ya'll niggas records on fools day
Now crack open my shit, its Tuesday.

(Its Royce 5-9)
This nigga know he too cool
But don't you know your too smooth
I really love how you do
There aint no other like you
(You better wake up, hes coming)