Illiodic Shines

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

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

[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, he send me on the job

[Royal Flush]

It wasn't hard to tell one of you niggas'll snitchin

Straight up and down, bitchin, real niggas in position

Tie 'em and down miss 'em, shootin thirty in 'em

Aiyo Kiko, wrap his body, throw it near the rowdy

They calico's and shotties, wifey pack ya bag and grab the Mazzarati

(What happen boo?) Just take my seed and lay low

In the Pocono, this nigga gotta, claim I owe him dough

(Do you baby?) Take your shit and go

[Royal Flush] (Mic Geronimo)

He pulled out a black Beemer, jumpin out wit his heat out

(Callin my team out, I came to work the fuckin beef out)

Yo fuck that God, where he live? (Not far)

Surveillance is car, niggas stay parked by the bar

(Aiyo, Allah, I'mma work it out, everything stabilize

Like him right between the eyes, blaze it till I'm 4 to 5

Slide back, push it to the 45 Marriot

Stoppin at the weed spot, fuck the cops

Can't see us both gettin locked

Nonstop, visionary prop)

He got shot, knew that bullshit had to stop

Plus the spots hots, lifted everything off his block

Clear picture, job well done, flip the scripture

(Mic the night ripper, bringin highs when I hit ya

Nigga I'm wit ya, and any beef will split ya)

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 (3x)