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Royal Flush - Illiodic Shines lyrics
[Chorus] Illiodic Shine, just like a palace Now, release the violence Heat lay 'em down, off of balance Snitchin murder comes, when you deal wit the guns Turn a nigga to sons, extortin makin the funds [Mic Geronimo] Hold the diamondback, release the artist like a quarterback Or the mack, I caught a black and blue from the trouble at I stash ones, shoot a legal guns family Who on the run, did the felony counts, and murder one A hustle, niggas livin from bundle to bundle And jungle cats smuggle from the Virginia to the cypher [Royal Flush] And stack it never, these Queens niggas run is thorough And got it lock, takin over blocks wit loose rocks Makin happen hops, bitch ass niggas that call cops Scared of static, my 44 bustin straight through you cabbage First is batting average, I'm civilizin, you'se a savage Street habits, ya niggas is feminine like faggots [Mic Geronimo] Behold the automatic, mahogany hand on the steam On who glass fiend, I'm comin straight from Queens Organize on the fiends, double up on you team Bust an empty and fill you up inside wit eighteen [Royal Flush] Strictly for the cream, smack em wit the heat, watch them bleed Who you tryin to see, Flush and Mic G., your worst enemy [Mic Geronimo] Readily down a double shots of Hennesey Illegal mercenary, diversify, revolutionary [Chorus] [Royal Flush] Start the combat, stay relax, dead nuts, never that Keep the gat, actual facts, you get smacked Verbally attack, yoke him from the back, where he comin at He strapped, I'm strapped, bustin me, I'm bustin back [Prince Kaysaan] Don't want no problem God, I know you livin large It was my man Todd, h |
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