Walk the Dogs Royal Fam (Ft. La The Darkman)

[Intro: Timbo King]
Y'all niggas shittin on my sidewalk
Curb ya dog
You could pay a penalty for that

[Timbo King]
Yo, sharp swords and rusty knives against dusty nines
You stink niggas with musky vibes
Battle cry, warrior stance, the black Pearl Harbor
Smell of revenge, worms in the air
Spit like grandpa from down South
Three-sixty roundhouse, I'm throwin planets and stars
All I need is two pieces of fish and five loaves of bread
Watch me feed five thousand, power the Hill
Out of the ville, zip code unlisted
Murder last night, the homocide, missed it
Blood For Blood, gang turf
The way of the samurai sword, we bang first
Each your food, test your flesh, lock doors
Top dogs with paws obey God's laws
Claim your set, light reflects off water
My Fam outta state sellin quarters
Convicts with court orders
Shoot the gift out the barrel
Multiple gunshot wounds or poison arrows
Moon saw beats pharoah, bloody apparell
The streets look safe, but they narrow
Modern day Jes' James, rock trains, close range
Watches and chains, ear rings, everything
Corporate thugs move on business campaigns
Blaze, ignite the flame, I carry the torch
Walk through The Valley of Death and get scorched