[Intro: Timbo King]
Been had that shit, (flowing all the time)
Yeah, (home run shit), knock 'em out the park
Yeah, (born ready for this shit), hah
Pop shit, cock shit, (ya'll niggas ain't ready for this shit)
International... (catching niggas with a sharp one)
Catchin' shit, poisonous darts, son, muthafucka, check it(young Brooklyn)
Straight from Brownsville, far from a brown stone
Born in the projects, in neighborhood's king throne
They had the ave's sown, before I was grown
Crackheads buying nicks and tray's, they age blown
Eating with a brass spoon, while others is silver
Knowing that these mean streets, turn niggas to killas
I can't stand hearing, the rats in my ceiling
Seeing niggas four wheeling, from drug dealing
And caps peeling, see, in these streets, everybody's a villain
Born ready and willing, for the killing
And start the blood spilling, jack's spitting
Hollow tips hitting, lethal weapons, slug injection
Pass the vest into flesh and, bones and arteries
The rumors of harming me'll put you gone beyond where no one can see
You harmless, plus you scar my shit, bitch, jump on my dick
When the bomb get lit, cuz, niggas is soft
Like fresh baked, I'm one of the best, on the best tape
Got to take your breath away, guaranteed to separate
The light from the heavy weight, I never infiltrate
Always seem to regulate, from in to out of state
Made moves that penetrate, forever paper chase
What, keep it laced, hot shit to death, in your face...
[Chorus 2X: Timbo King]
Yo, the streets, the clubs, the bitches, the thugs
Blame us, Royal Famous
Yo, the riches, the slugs, the haters, the love
Blame us, Royal Famous
[Young Brooklyn]
I'm back now, your best bet is to back down
A thousand warriors are ready to act now
So pass the word down, I let them feels how the gun clap sound
Fucking with me and my town, my world, my clothes, my eye zones
Stay three sixty, shine like chrome, others is known
To get they domes blown, I got styles upon styles, visions beyond visions
I cut sharp with precision, if foul's the only way niggas is living
I'm taking more than what niggas is giving
So fuck chilling, I'm ain't lamping til I'm living in a mansion
Fuck commercial rap and the bitches in the back dancing
My style enhances, making big moves like when the Earth shift
Thinking back when we had nothing, now it's all worth it
To pop off, and make a nigga blood splurt, kid
[Chorus 4X]
[Outro: Dark Knight]
Yeah, muthafucka... yeah, muthafucka
Blame us, Royal Fam, muthafucka
Yeah, we did it, we did it for the 2G
Yeah, muthafucka, it was us, muthafucka
So when you see us? Yeah, blame us, muthafucka
Royal Famous, D on, the type of shit that we be on
For the year 2G's muthafucka, haha