Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Knuckle Up , by - Snowgoons. Song from the album A Fist in the Thought, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопKnuckle Up |
| Punch a fake fuck in the face, no heart in the hoe |
| Then kick it with his bitch, then i’m parking the boat |
| You’re still in deep shit when the waters are slow |
| Fuck around and punch a motherfucking shark in the nose, yeah |
| Long as i got the chron next to the philly |
| I arm wrestle a grizzly |
| No contest in my city, nah |
| Knuckle up with us |
| You ain’t fucking up none of us |
| I’m the biggest beast in the streets, a snuffleupagus |
| Spit in your face, hooking your jaw bone |
| Get in your place, you’re rook in the war zone |
| Same old shit, man, they kicking they all clones |
| Fuck a few poison darts give them the harpoon, yeah |
| So you better just run and duck |
| Uppercut the first lunatic to be jumping up |
| Get got, watching hustlers page rocks and jump them |
| Block to block like hopscotch |
| I got my clique ready |
| Ready for hand to hand combo |
| Lunatic nigga jumped up and got hit |
| I think all time i blew those spots |
| Mcs i will be burning burning hot |
| See I don’t give a fuck, you disrespect my man then I’m scheming on you |
| Shut your fucking mouth if you ain’t fam then I’m swinging on you |
| Pull out your fist |
| You went against us kid, I doubt it |
| Hit you in the jaw with enough force to move a mountain |
| Feel the ground shake a mile away |
| From stomping your face |
| You crumble displace |
| Looking like a fucking disgrace |
| To the male race |
| Yo, you a bitch with a dick |
| Don’t never ever think of stepping with your sensitive clique |
| She get serious quick in the mix with street fighters |
| Fuck around stop beef you end up curb biters |
| Loosing teeth on the concrete with DNA stains |
| You’re feeling great pain |
| Graffiti in blood like it’s spray paint |
| Full of hatred |
| Have you shook, hiding in basements |
| Strip you naked |
| I’m heartless, evil replaced it |
| Your face adjacent to the bat that I swing |
| Crater your cheeks, run in streets with unanimous kings |
| Blood blood blood blooood |
| Fights and scars |
| Life is hard |
| Fuck a fair one, you get beat down by the squad |
| Mortal kombat |
| Catch your lighting rod with a guard |
| Juggernaut in the spot with your life on my palms |
| Far from pretty |
| You ain’t rocking with me |
| Got more goons on the street than Gotham City |
| Popping 50s |
| Then we off in the night |
| Ugly and trife |
| Run to your pockets, nothing is nice |
| Crack heads with pipes, crackheads with pipes |
| Stay hot headed, John Blaze on the mic |
| Call my brother William |
| You know he stay hype |
| Till the blue lights |
| In the streets we earn stripes |
| At war with the world |
| It must die here |
| At war with the world |
| Man it must die |
| Keep the fire lit |
| Blow the smoke in the sky |
| Fuck around step up, left hook to the eye |
| Blood blood blood blooood |
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