[Royal Flush]. And we all shine, sit back, crack the wine. Hit you at nine, but twelve, it's show time. First three hundred ladies, free, it's on line.
[Royal Flush]. It was a hot day, fuckin wit shorty round way. Diamond reflected off the white, clear E&J all day. The ennesex pull out the driveway. Feelin like Scarface, desperado on the case.
[Chorus 4X: Quazie]. To executioners, all the murderers, drug dealers, burglars. Interstate traffickers, gun runners, gat clappers. . [Royal Flush]. I can't call it cousin, this currency got me buggin.
It go one for all my people in the pen doing time. Stupid niggas that was force to do a life of livin' crime. If you gotta do, whatever, just to keep a little cheddar.
Motion picture, analyze the world, plus it hits ya. Dominate ya scripture. Wild black infera, protecting your perimeter. Rockin Jew-waal, bring on the minister, scope full while I'm sticking ya.
[Chorus]. 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.
[Royal Flush]. Dear Magic, how is livin life up there?. Is it the same thing, people smoke weed and drink beer. I sware, shit is really sink down here.