Hidden Chambers

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Timbo King] I be Sir Royal, the highest emperor in this rap shit Acknowledge my charisma and the way I format shit Drop jewels, my science is beyond Einstein's theory E equals MC squared, I make rappers leery My brain weighs seven and one half a power Mics get melted down, verbal warfare, I'm louder Mad millitant, I'm known as a secret agent Royal frontier, I'm swinging like a cavalier Authority, Black Knights soldiers are guarding me Royal Fam live performance, hell at the Carnegie Lyrical chess, pawn takes queen, nigga, I'm faster Tournaments get deleted by the Grandmaster Precise, nice with mics when I manifest Summin' Gotz To Give in this biz for the nine stress Finesse, styles be flowing like movie credits You know the rules, Royal Fam always fucking said it Deadly blows, my foes get marinated Knowledge is infinite, my mind stays saturated I hang with pharoahs with crossbows and arrows Knights with shields that ride horses with saddles Real philosophy revealing ill prophecies My ways and actions Shows and Prove true equality We conquer continents, hemispheres and land masses All you ever get is stage passes [Chorus: Timbo King] So, you wanna be an entertainer, vocal arranger Step inside the battle zone, prepare for danger It's us against a thousand men, who's the remainder Royal Fam, Wu-Tang Clan, the Hidden Chamber [Verse 2] While you be eating pork, my thoughts be travelling through galaxies Excalibur professional throwing gradually I battle thee, huh, huh, what, who goes there Braveheart executioners dressed in war gear We never fear, lungs expand when I inhale Sentences make sense, lyrics giving detail Snakes in the malt, oratorical assault Entourage attack your religious court vault Infection starts, inject hearts with poison darts It's the Ming Dynasty, master of Royal arts Hidden Chambers, my third eye preparing for the third world Put your fist up, I'm making moves with my bishop So, seize them intruders trespassing quarters Commence the revolution on the mic, these are the orders Medina lords, grills and swords be the symbols The underground passageway leads into the temple So, send a message, request a general for duties A thief near the castle with the emeralds and rubies Round up the soldiers, protect the main gate section A fleet of Royal men throwing spears in all directions Release the cannons, let off, set off the firearms Evacuate the premises, explode em with the bombs!