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Royal Flush - Conflict lyrics
[Green Eyes] I want it all no question Queens terrorism, at his best when I wear my vest and Desert Eagle, inferred for protection Interceptin, your collection, when I'm makin section Nigga listen, I brake ya ass into submission Professionalist, specializin in this Hennecy wit a twist, another nigga miss Gone in the abyss, fuckin wit the fish Scratch him off the list Automatic trey pound seven in my fist, get ya wig split Green Eyes rise, Flushing, Queens, 'Lanz Enterprise Wise got shine, forever brightly Gats forever held tightly, this fight be (don't take us lightly) [Quazie] Now stoned be the way Quaz' walk, reppin New York For outlinin criminal bodies wit white chalk Wildin these streets, I'm playin for keeps, avoidin the beast To keep play the cemetery body, capisce The hashish, made me unleash, six through his dome piece And that's just to say the least But quote for quote, more dough choke throats like inhale smoke Forever ready like nine volt, batteries Lost casualties, ricochet through ya anatomy Another tragedy, wit my family cause catastrophe From Queens them Kings call me ya majesty Drama has to be, my hostile days, from outta, puff lies These high roller somethin, before my shots'll start pumpin [Phenom Pacino] 6-3 Thug, blow a nigga like drought Some say my lifestyle, need to be change Scramble and foul, 210 pound Take nickel plate, who hold the weight now Leave you hear, bouncin the whip, I'm sippin crystal All thunked out, bent in the streets wit my pistol My rhyme noters, rippin ya meat, for beef I hold it down Fuckin wit the wrong cat, to many gats black Phenom never suffer set back, I blast off just like a jet pack To crack the barrel, Pac |
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