ROYAL FAM - Hidden Chambers lyrics

rate me

[Timbo King]

I be sendin in the highest in reportin this rap shit

Acknowledge my cherisma and the way I format shit

Drop jewels, my science is beyond Einstein's theory

E equals MC squared, I make rappers leery

My brain weighs seven and one half a power

Mic's get melted down, verbal warfare, I'm louder

Mad millitant, I'm known as a secret agent

Royal frontier, I'm swingin like a cavalier

Authority, Black Knights soldiers are guardin me

Royal Fam live performance, hell on the Cornaky

Lyrical chess, pawn take, squeeze, nigga, I'm faster

Tornaments get deleted by the grand master

Precise, nice with mic's when I manifest

Somethin gots to give in this biz for the nine stress

Finesse, styles be flowin like movie credits

You know the rules, Royal Fam always fuckin said it

Deadly blows, my foes get marinated

Knowledge is infinite, my mind stays saturated

I hang with pharoahs with crossbows and arrows

Knights with shields that ride horse with saddles

Real philosophy revealin ill prophecies

My ways and actions shows and proves true equality

We conquer continents, hemispheres and land masses

All you ever get is stage passes

So, you wanna be an entertainer, vocal arranger

Step inside the battle zone, prepare for danger

It's us against a thousand men, who's the remainder

Royal Fam, Wu-Tang Clan, the hidden chamber

While, you be eatin pork my thoughts be travellin through galaxies

Excalibur professional, throwin gradually

Battle thee, huh, huh, what, who goes there

Braveheart executioners dressed in war gear

We never fear, funds enhance when I inhale

Sentences make sense, lyrics given detail

Face in the malt, orotorical assault

Entorage attack your religious court vault

Infection starts, inject hearts with poison darts

It's the Ming Dynasty, master of Royal arts

Hidden chambers, my third eye's preparin for the third world

Put your fist up, I'm makin moves with my bishop

So, sieze them, into the stress, I seek quarters

Commence the revoulution on the mic, these are the orders

Medina lords, grills and swords be the symbols

The underground passage way leads into the temple

So, send a message, request a general for duties

A thief near the castle with the emeralds and rubies

Round up the soldiers, protect the main gate section

A fleet of Royal men throwin spears in all directions

Release the cannons, let off, set off the firearms

Evacuate the premises, explode em with the bombs!