| I’m certified loco now check the voco
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| I got a style so fucking dope top notch I’m like the pope
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| You got no hope competing you’ll take a beating
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| It’s mothafuckas just like you that I’m deleting
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| Off the map dead but still fuck I’m bleeding
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| Now your obitchuaries are in the paper
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| And now’s you’re mom is grievin
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| Cause all of them gun shot wouds you was recievin
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| Made it possible for your last day to come and stop your fuckin breathin
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| It’s time for your spirt to rise you soul’s now fuckin leavin
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| You took one of mine I took you out and we’re still ain’t fuckin even
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| Don’t think I’m gonna now stop fool I’m not threw acheivin
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| Not until the rest of your crew is dead by maggots getting eatin
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| And not until that day will The Knightowl will be threw defeatin
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| All those mothafuckas I don’t like holmes you best be believin
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| That you’s fucked up so the man with horns you’re greetin
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| Recievin the man with the cape and the gate and there’s no escape
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| (Mr. Shadow and Knightowl)
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| Let’s go to War
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| Fool I’m evil as can be you sure you wanna fuck with me
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| Let’s go to War
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| I brought the fuckin gat to rub you off the map
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| Let’s go to War
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| I got no time to waste you’re death fuckin awaits now go see the pearly gates
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| Let’s go to War
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| I brought the clip you best not fuckin trip mothafucka you will slip
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| I’m down to die any day I put that on the K
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| If any drama come my way bitch I’m ready to spray
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| Got the A K 4 7
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| Best believe the chronic smoke inhalen
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| Dogs are barking cause it’s death they smellin
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| No tellin what’s gonna happen next
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| Look you in the eye high mixed in with X
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| God damn… I am… Incredible… Unfadable… Undestructable… the
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| Untouchable
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| You ain’t compatable the unholy master of the cerimony
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| Back once again a bad Mexican
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| Next to him is Knightowl with buck shots and a 12 guage
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| And a sawed off and it’s your name that is read up on the front page
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| Now what the fuck your family gonna tell me cause you ain’t came home
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| And left the kids alone, nothin and if they choose to do so I’m dumpin
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| Startin off a war in the center of the world
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| Criminalize your blocks with Glocks and infrared beams
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| Blowin your spot with C-4 trick we plot schemes
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| Shaddered dreams my team never sleeps for ever prowlin
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| Force enterin houses kidnappin your spouses
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| Your mouth is 9 millimeters away from getting sealed
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| What you don’t see can hurt you the weapon stays concealed
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| This pain your gonna feel is like no other
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| So go and tell your momma that you love her, for real
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| Let’s go to war
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| Cranium crakin when ever The Knightowl be attackin
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| I’m ever slacking fool you life I’m jackin
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| The more he’s packing ready to blast I’m never lackin
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| I be robbin mothafuckas so I chips I keep on stackin
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| So I’m done takin over the rap game those that disagree I’m smakin
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| But if shit get’s a little complicated holmes I’m cappin
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| You best be quick and run or be the next one I’m trappin
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| Or you’ll end up in a casket and for ever nappin |