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royal fam - mic ammo (bronze nazareth remix) كلمات أغنية

[movie sample] where do i know you from huh? how’s everything in the business huh? do i know you? no, do i know you? f_ck outta here man, get out of here. suck on this. (gun shot) [various samples scratched] (follow my clique even those my eyes blurry) (i’ll leave you full of clips like the moon blockin the sun) (you’ll be hearin organs if you leavin orphans) (carry on like my brothers did) [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, b_tch, nothin but classic hits from miami to bushwick, my voice alone attracts motherf_ckers in masses, fat asses with glasses, 85% of you hot dogs sound like asses, you’re soft like ashes, lookin’ funny like rashes. [hook: timbo king] f_ck a five mic, f_ck_a f_ck_a five mic, f_ck a five mic, f_ck_a f_ck_a five mic, f_ck a five mic, f_ck_a f_ck_a five mic, it only takes one mic for you to take a loss, it only takes one mic, one mic, one mic, it only takes one mic for you to take a loss. [timbo king] i’m like straight up oak, yall n_ggas just plain panel, guns from el salvador, ask mic ammo, crossfire, bullets ricochet horizontal, brooklyn bridge_verrazano, n_ggas know the motto, so follow the path, acknowledge the craft, swallowed a whole bottle of math since biology class, grand archery, bow and arrow split your grand larceny, apple on your 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 f_ck 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, see sixty and then try to handle, n_ggas try to handle. [first four lines of hook 2x] [timbo king] yo rhyme calisthenics, jumping_jacks, push_ups, do a set of twenty, twenty bars, runnin round the block, bench press yall, steel weights, computer hacker, call me ill gates, curls, you see the muscles, girls see muscles, track and field, gymnastics, back flip off of high hats, fly and tuck, don’t give a flyin f_ck, life’s a hurdle from broadway to myrtle, i’m athletic, well trained, h_ll rain with the best jab in the business, voice boxer, throat flurries, hit you with the don’t worries, spin around cartwheel, yo my heart feels no sorrow, you f_ckin with royal famous, bring it, for the projects, n_ggas throwin objects at n_ggas, jack n_ggas, yo you one of those rap n_ggas, hold your square, my circle is gunnin, poppin sh_t like this since my uncle was numbin, stay dumb off the green gum, b_tches on my d_ck wanna see me cum, income, outcome, all bums, albums, the streets wanna know why and how come, the streets wanna know why and how come. [first four lines of hook 2x] [bronze nazareth] yo, it only takes one mic to send you to the steeple, guns from detroit streets, ask desert eagle, fire lance and blade dance, i bet your neck swivel, punch you with the louis fist, tongue twist the missile, shot off chips and shards, thoughts can strip cars, ricochet off of jimmy’s guitar and god’s stars, fell to the earth, i caught em and throw em at you, blowguns javelins travelin through your statue, circle the block like dust from the trade center, words merge alloys, recking ball and bronze chamber, they can’t remember the name of the calm stranger, hit the fridge, flesh of the night like skyscr_per, see bronze facin your dreams, your alien beams, lasor shine burn through your grandma’s favorite pot, voyage through tentacles, shape was falindrical, mic ammo crack your skull like an axe that’s dull. [dreddy kruger] my clan is thick like plaster, bust ya, slash ya, dutch master rapper, white cracker slapper, my clan is thick like plaster, bust ya, slash ya, dutch master rapper, white cracker slapper. [hook] [movie sample] here, look at this. (gun c_cks) thirty eighty whopper. holds eight shots in the clip. that’s a nice gun. now that’s a beautiful looking gun, look at that

- royal fam

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