[Intro : Monk]
Yeah, yeah yeah once again
The Black Knights is back
The Rugged Monk is back
[Monk]
Yo, I`m from the Black Knights
I only spit Black Knightful exciteful
I slow bob up the street with a stick and rifle
My tight flow unlike no other nigga on the list
patented high-pitch, on that like a switch
Never ran, switch snitch turned bitch on my click
Talk shit `cuz I can back it
sneakin` with a ratchet
Uncontrolled, unorthodox
Always catch me on the block
shootin` dice, sellin bags
spittin` gang bangin` tracks
Slow-mo`, `cuz I took two drags off a stick
Bang that Black Knights shit
Straight off the top
we the hottest shit off the block
Connect with some vet`s now we settin` up shop
Push through the hood, blue SS
Chrome I rocks, hood-tap
Park, brake, pancake
A free-wheel motion off a fire-water potion
down the strip, we steady floatin`
Black Knights, West Coast Killa Killa Beez
Pump yo` brakes and check yo` anti-freeze
When you step to emcees like these
from the West Coast, test most
and we`ll leave your body afloat
[Break: Monk (Doc Doom)]
Yo, Next Up
(Dawg I believe that`s me)
Light up the mic like a Wu Killa Bee
[Doc Doom]
When Doc Doom brings it, it`s strictly raw
Fuck what you heard us all, my murder call
murders all you rap fraud neanderthals with one line
Better hope your rhymes can`t compete with mine
cuz I`m that nigga you dont wanna see that rhymin` crime god
So what up, beef wit` Black Knights`ll get you lit up
Five shots to the stomach`ll leave your belly ripped up
like sit-ups, fuck ho`s to get-ups, rock shows for G-cuts
Supreme Clientele tryin` to Re-Up like Ghost
We got a gang of niggas on post
The Killa Bee Gang, we bang from the East to West Coast
We deep, swarmin` through your party with heat
Ready to mash and blast the first motherfuckers with beef
[Monk]
Black Knights... Black Knights.. Black Knights...
[Break: Crisis]
Y`all niggas tore that shit up
Black Knight style, it`s my time now
[Crisis]
Niggas ain`t got what it takes
Make no mistakes in my circumfrence
Shatter your nonsense, my dominance`ll crush ya confidence
I promise it, be the day of your life
Black Knights sacrifice mics, yeah we murder on site
Emcees get blown to debris for steppin to a Killa Bee
You fake niggas be killin` me, frontin` like you ain`t feelin` me
It`s all good (All good), because my shit is hood anyways
Eat you up anyday, show you how the inner-city play
In Killa Cal, we nice with chrome gun a microphone
Enter the sniper zone and watch your mind get blown
physically and mentally, lyrically and literally
All I know is seriously you niggas couldn`t get with me
on your best day or my worst day
I`m takin` first play, every event in the cut
Heavily bent, heavenly sent
for every dime-piece lookin` for dick
The one and only, Sharpshooter dick `em down and leave `em lonely
Crisis, dick `em down and leave `em lonely
(Sharpshooter dick `em down and leave `em lonely)
