Royal Fam - Invitation Only lyrics

[Intro: Timbo King] Come wit us, we the ones, we the ones Come wit us, we the ones, we the ones [Timbo King] We bogart your state laws Great malls, over rules, over four scores Contracts, con you for your tracks, no clause Cause and effect, alchemist, Malcolm fist Global war in effect, you could smell apocalypse Smell like the rain forest Got diamonds in the hood flawless, sable taurus Spit a verse, no chorus, you on the wrong turf One song worth two mill Yo, red pill, blue pill, still stay focused Off white lotus, broke us I'mma dead ya slot time, no spins on the Hot 9' Aiyo my hot nine, got my whole block signed Rhyme gangsta, pops was an OG I'm a junior, my son'll be the third Let 'em learn degrees, the bees and the birds The D's on the curb, so be cautious I fought this for ya, I bought this for ya [Interlude: Timbo King] You ain't got to go thru all them trials & tribulations I got you... [Chorus 4X: Timbo King] Let's build, congress amongst ourself Form an union, come wit us, we the ones [Interlude: Timbo King] I don't want you to walk the same path, I walked Why? I can explain it this way... [Timbo King] Notice the Perry Ellis shy Kim, who wears cherry lettuce Bag a pound one night, watchin' the Goodfellas The god born on the horn, building, let's go to Tilden Somebody murdered little Milton, was it a hit? Or a crossfire, I don't know yet, finish the Mo-e I'm thinkin' bout the stolen Roley that Milton caught From uptown, a week ago, called me, to need to know Meet us near Atlantic towers, them f**ing cowards Wanna see the God's powers, pa** picking, all I see is flashing lights Then I started asking Mike... [Interlude: Timbo King] Yo, you think this n***a got bribal, son, word? (Yo I need this Milton, dead, son!) Yo [Chorus 4X] [Outro: Timbo King] That's just a brief one for you, right there I ain't gotta go through the whole history It's a new world out here for you Let's take control of it Everything is in your hands... Peace....