Royal Fam - Mic Ammo Lyrics
[movie sample]You picked the wrong night to talk shit'cuz tonight I'm a nigga wit nothin' to loseI'm a very dangerous type of nigga' to ***** wit![Dreddy Kruger]My Clan is thick like plasterBust ya, slash ya, Dutch Master rapperWhite cracker slapper, twist darts like CappaWhen I smoke trees, before and afterSupreme rapper, jaw tapperTrack by True Mast' and John The Baptist, *****Nuttin' but classic hits from Miami to BushwickMy voice alone attracts motha*****as in massesFat asses with glasses, 85% of you hot dogs sound like assesYou're soft like ashes, lookin' funny like rashes[Timbo King]I'm like straight up Oak, y'all niggas just plain panelGuns from El Salvador, ask Mic AmmoCrossfire, bullets ricochet horizontalBrooklyn Bridge/Verrazano, niggas know the mottoSo follow the path, acknowledge the craftSwallowed a whole bottle of math since biology glassGrand archery, bow and arrow split your grand larcenyApple on the head, Robin Hood's robbin' goodsIn these wild lands, a Desert Eagle in a child's handYour style's bland, my styles blend earth, wind, fire, waterYou never know, my son might ***** Mariah's daughterIll visions of victory without a battleBreeze through tracks like cold winds throughout SeattleSound travels through fiber-optics under gravelDominate it's 360 and it try to handleNiggas try to handle
