[Intro: Prodigal Sun]
Royal Fam, IAM, Sunz of Man, Wu Tang Clan
'bout to take it to another chamber
From Medina to Marseille...Marseille, Marseille ...

[Chorus: Prodigal Sun]
Yo, IAM, Sunz of Man from the Royal Fam
Never ate ham, never gave a damn

[Couplet 1: Timbo King]
In the begining there was darkness, then came light
I grab the mic to dis' your ass just for spite
What ? You can't fuck with the flows I bring
Watch the staff I swing [taaaaaaabbbaaaaaaa]
It's Timbo King, astonishing, I'm dramatic to the ear
Television tells lies to your vision
So, beware of the trick-nology set off to fool the mind
If you're dumb you're lost, if you're wise you will find that
Poison is a devil substance made for scratch'
Cause one rotten apple destroys the whole batch
You scratch, I throw jabs to your jaws so quick
You get bashed in the head with a stone face brick
We're thick like molasses, deeper than the earth's mantle
Royal take over, stampede, trample
Those who force kids tell lies to the youth
My grandchild, my roots run deep, here's proof, what!?
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