Fuck Royal T

Now it's time for me to put it down

Nightowl from the Wabtown Crazies

From Beachy Park banging, so the rest ain't hanging

I'm bringing drama to the streets of Southern Cali

Now I'mma drop this track and bring to you the grand finale

Low-pro fucking gangsters, fool I never seen one

Tony you ain't nothing but a motherfucking phony

Now you're talking about them films

You make and brag about the shit you do

Royal Tiss all I gotta say is fuck you

You ain't a G, you always wanted to be like me

Did you forget you always begged the Nightowl

Would you write some lyrics for me?

I've never done tracks with fools that are whack like Royal

I got my own fans, so fuck yours, I gotta stay loyal

Cuz I gotta keep it true for all my soldiers dressed in blue

For those that haven't got a clue for scamming shit you do

Now who be the hardest fucking artist, living life the largest

It sure the fucking Q and what you claim to be the smartest

Why did you fuck around with me?

Why did you fuck around?

You ain't about shit, you wanna meet the clip?

Then step to the man with the gun in his hand

Why did you fuck around with me?

Why did you fuck around motherfucker?

Fuck Royal Tee and whatever he stands for

Fuck low-pro and the rest of the mass hoes

I'mma let the audience listen, it's too late for you to be ass kissing

You's a fucking bitch, Royal Tee, it's you I'm dissing

You wanted a fucking battle, I'll brand that ass like Gato

You stole fucking songs from Seldom Slush and Shadow

Talking bout the Mayhem Click, bitch it don't exist

You got on my fucking bad side, while you throw it up that West Side

You ain't down with the 1-3, puto you claim the Get Down Posse

So why you talking loud, talking bout you're riding proud

Now everywhere you go, you take your motherfucking ho

Cuz your own fucking artist had your wife giving them blows

That's a fact and you know that, now remember Arizona

When you raped that little girl, by promising her the world

You ain't nothing but a jester, out of town you're a molester

Had long hair like a bitch, now you're bald like Uncle Fester

Fuck you Royal, bring it, what you think you'll fucking handle?

Gangster rap's most notorious motherfucking vandal

You like to yap, you always open up your fucking mouth

You best to keep it shut or become the next I'm fucking up

Did you forget them times when you was growing up?

Dressed in red, looking like Santa, now you're shooting porno-rama

What the fuck you doing, you six foot five faggot?

You want some of this cum snare fool? You'll never get respect

You've always been a bitch since the first day that I met you

For what happened in Brawley, you was running like the trolley

You was fucking nervous, talking bout I don't deserve this

But I don't give a fuck, I'mma bring Hostyle Disturbance

Cuz I'm sick up in the game, maintain to be the dopest

I'm the motherfucking locest, Royal Tiss you're fucking hopeless

Your style's fucking pathetic, fat pig you're diabetic

If I catch that ass slipping, best to call a paramedic

Motherfucker you's a lob, probably the type that'll call the cops

You ain't never been a gangster, on the streets you get no props

Yeah keep talking motherfucker

Run them lips all over the place the way you're doing

Talking about me up in LA, in San Diego

Motherfucker you ain't able to fuck with me

You ain't nothing but a bitch

You ain't never been a gangster

So what, all of a sudden you grew some fucking nuts?

Talking all that shit, fuck you fool

You're still the same bitch I knew when

I met you the first day I fucking saw you

Remember, when I fucking put a blade to you up in Brawley?

Fuck you, you fucking Santa Claus looking bitch

You ain't nothing fool, bring the drama

Fuck you, your dad and your mama

That's right, it's Nightowl

Wabtown Crazy motherfucker for life

You faggot bitch