Royal Fam - Since When lyrics

[Timbo King, (Benny Boom)] Yo, since when lyrics been about fashion Ain't nuttin funny til you see somebody laughin (Just for the money and the fame These n***as talkin sh**, just to get they name up in this rap game) Yo, since when lyrics been about fashion Ain't nuttin happy til you see somebody laughin (Just for the money and the fame These n***as talkin sh**, just to get they name up in this rap game) [Timbo King] f** Versace, I rock fatigues, they must keep up I can't afford Armani cuz I'm payin for my beeper Donna Karen don't exist in my closet I'd rather sport Royal garments, I'm here to harm sh** Mosmimi, I never like it, it's too expensive Somethin gots to give in this mother f**in business I bring the truth, ain't nothin but the whole truth All you fashioned wack n***as sellin dreams to the youth Need to quit it, Tommy Hillfiger get the d-dick Polo shirt get wilted, (yo, take that sh** off!) Peace, to Karl Kani who kept it real from Medina Big up to black owner corporations I drop rules and regulations Shabazz Brothers, the head hunters And plus Mecca for shinin like reflectors Maurice Malone, he got it sewn like Fred Buildin with Wu-Wear to f** up your head! I stalk MC's while the Foor Locker on my sleeves You talk about keys, I talk about peeps and the young seeds I think it's time for a makeover Prepare for the Royal takeover, what?! [Timbo King, (Benny Boom)] Yo, since when lyrics been about fashion Ain't nuttin happy til you see somebody laughin (Just for the money and the fame These n***as talkin sh**, just to get they name up in this rap game) Yo, since when lyrics been about fashion Ain't nuttin funny til you see somebody laughin (Just for the money and the fame These n***as talkin sh**, just to get they name up in this rap game) [Benny Boom] f** moet! I sip the Polish Springs to make my tonsils wet On Heineken's I catch my rap wet Too many MC's thinkin that they rap sendin With them wack willy styles, lyrics and Alizay big lendin Always poppin cristal in your videos When the camera pa**es Commence the showin of them empty cla**es In yoru scripts, you n***as don't even know who your are In the tunnel, at the bar, tryin to play that rappin superstar Givin up props to the non-black people seems outta place Like criminals, Dominicans in Puerto Rico Chillin with them n***as that supplied the attics But I heard Colombians deal with real mathematics I did bullsh**, dealin, fakin Talkin bout them outta state dope deals you've been makin Are you ready for Timbo King and Benny Boom to bring the ruff Royal ruckus To all them trini-a** s**as Peace to all my true lyricists And made respect goes out to all the real Brooklyn-a** mother f**as! [Timbo King, (Benny Boom)] Yo, since when lyrics been about fashion Ain't nuttin happy til you see somebody laughin (Just for the money and the fame These n***as talkin sh**, just to get they name up in this rap game) Yo, since when lyrics been about fashion Ain't nuttin funny til you see somebody laughin (Just for the money and the fame These n***as talkin sh**, just to get they name up in this rap game)