Royal Fam lyrics : "Mic Ammo"
You picked the wrong night to talk %#@!
'cuz tonight I'm a ^!$$% wit nothin' to lose
I'm a very dangerous type of ^!$$%' to $#&@ wit!
[Dreddy Kruger]
My Clan is thick like plaster
Bust ya, slash ya, Dutch Master rapper
White cracker slapper, twist darts like Cappa
When I smoke trees, before and after
Supreme rapper, jaw tapper
Track by True Mast' and John The Baptist, (*##$
Nuttin' but classic hits from Miami to Bushwick
My voice alone attracts motha$#&@as in masses
Fat $$#es with glasses, 85% of you hot dogs sound like $$#es
You're soft like ashes, lookin' funny like rashes
[Timbo King]
I'm like straight up Oak, y'all ^!$$%s just plain panel
Guns from El Salvador, ask Mic Ammo
Crossfire, bullets ricochet horizontal
Brooklyn Bridge/Verrazano, ^!$$%s know the motto
So follow the path, acknowledge the craft
Swallowed a whole bottle of math since biology glass
Grand archery, bow and arrow split your grand larceny
Apple on the head, Robin Hood's robbin' goods
In these wild lands, a Desert Eagle in a child's hand
Your style's bland, my styles blend earth, wind, fire, water
You never know, my son might $#&@ Mariah's daughter
Ill visions of victory without a battle
Breeze through tracks like cold winds throughout Seattle
Sound travels through fiber-optics under gravel
Dominate it's 360 and it try to handle
^!$$%s try to handle
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