Illiodic Shines

<br>[Chorus]<br>Illiodic Shine, just like a palace<br>Now, release the violence<br>Heat lay `em down, off of balance<br>Snitchin murder comes, when you deal wit the guns<br>Turn a nigga to sons, extortin makin the funds<br><br>[Mic Geronimo]<br>Hold the diamondback, release the artist like a quarterback<br>Or the mack, I caught a black and blue from the trouble at<br>I stash ones, shoot a legal guns family<br>Who on the run, did the felony counts, and murder one<br>A hustle, niggas livin from bundle to bundle<br>And jungle cats smuggle from the Virginia to the cypher<br><br>[Royal Flush]<br>And stack it never, these Queens niggas run is thorough<br>And got it lock, takin over blocks wit loose rocks<br>Makin happen hops, bitch ass niggas that call cops<br>Scared of static, my 44 bustin straight through you cabbage<br>First is batting average, I`m civilizin, you`se a savage<br>Street habits, ya niggas is feminine like faggots<br><br>[Mic Geronimo]<br>Behold the automatic, mahogany hand on the steam<br>On who glass fiend, I`m comin straight from Queens<br>Organize on the fiends, double up on you team<br>Bust an empty and fill you up inside wit eighteen<br><br>[Royal Flush]<br>Strictly for the cream, smack em wit the heat, watch them bleed<br>Who you tryin to see, Flush and Mic G., your worst enemy<br><br>[Mic Geronimo]<br>Readily down a double shots of Hennesey<br>Illegal mercenary, diversify, revolutionary<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Royal Flush]<br>Start the combat, stay relax, dead nuts, never that<br>Keep the gat, actual facts, you get smacked<br>Verbally attack, yoke him from the back, where he comin at<br>He strapped, I`m strapped, bustin me, I`m bustin back<br><br>[Prince Kaysaan]<br>Don`t want no problem God, I know you livin large<br>It was my man Todd, he send me on the job<br><br>[Royal Flush]<br>It wasn`t hard to tell one of you niggas`ll snitchin<br>Straight up and down, bitchin, real niggas in position<br>Tie `em and down miss `em, shootin thirty in `em<br>Aiyo Kiko, wrap his body, throw it near the rowdy<br>They calico`s and shotties, wifey pack ya bag and grab the Mazzarati<br>(What happen boo?) Just take my seed and lay low<br>In the Pocono, this nigga gotta, claim I owe him dough<br>(Do you baby?) Take your shit and go<br><br>[Royal Flush] (Mic Geronimo)<br>He pulled out a black Beemer, jumpin out wit his heat out<br>(Callin my team out, I came to work the fuckin beef out)<br>Yo fuck that God, where he live? (Not far)<br>Surveillance is car, niggas stay parked by the bar<br>(Aiyo, Allah, I`mma work it out, everything stabilize<br>Like him right between the eyes, blaze it till I`m 4 to 5<br>Slide back, push it to the 45 Marriot<br>Stoppin at the weed spot, fuck the cops<br>Can`t see us both gettin locked<br>Nonstop, visionary prop)<br>He got shot, knew that bullshit had to stop<br>Plus the spots hots, lifted everything off his block<br>Clear picture, job well done, flip the scripture<br>(Mic the night ripper, bringin highs when I hit ya<br>Nigga I`m wit ya, and any beef will split ya)<br><br>[Chorus 3X]