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Knightowl » Victim of a Homicide
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	(Knightowl: Talkin) I would like to dedicate this jam To all those punk bitches Talkin all that smack behind my back All them fools that roam the streets Of that wicked 2320, much love Cause it's all about that crazy mob Mothafuckas (Knightowl:) I'll put that clip inside your mtohafuckin dome And seperate you from you home Come talk that shit when you's alone you little bicth You ain't about a God damn thing so let's talk about us to Mothafuckas that want some Come and get some cause I got plenty MC wanna battle but I got to let them know That I be control this situation Cause I be the bald head fool rockin the mothafuckin nation Lyrical maddness comin out of this heart full of badness Now do those mothafuckas that don't like me Come and fight me I ain't stupid when you got a gun actin like cupid Hand all inside your fuckin waist band Actin like you's a fuckin big man You ain't got shit on the lokest of them all This vato don't give a fuck So if you keep messin around Then you's who got's to get stuck Knightowl be that fool that is insane In the mothafuckin brain And I still remain the number one seed Indeed I got to make you bleed I hope that ass is ready Cause you's about to get in trouble I'm sorry mothafucka But you ain't gonna live to see tomorrow You fuckin puto (Chorus x2: Knightowl) Who wants to test this this insane mothafucka then die You'll be another victim of a homicide Run like bicthes snitches all belong in ditches I'll rape your mothafuckin mind And take all your mothafuckin riches (Knightowl:) It's time for me to wipe out fools off this mothafuckin map Your dumbass insisted so your fuckin face got twisted You be talkin shit like blow fly That ass is fake like RuPual Step to me I'll kick you in the groin Then it's becomes time for me to play football I'll dig a hole and make you a victim like Nicole Shut that ass like Versaci You fuck up punk bitch and I think you're a faggot Liberac Go suck a dick like Rod Stewert Before I BUCK you like Rogers The Knightowl's always dressed in blue Like the mothafuckin Dogders I'm bald like Mr. Clean And I got a big fat ding-a-ling I'll bruise that ass like Lee and make you RUN like DMC I'm untouchable a like Elliot's Nest (?) like Al Capone I gots a rim some fuckin locs And a brand new back of fuckin smokes A bottle of Budweiser to keep the mind tickin like a bomb You ain't nothin but a wanna be thug And I read that ass just like a fuckin palm So sit like a dog and don't bark Around here shit get's crazy after dark I'll strangle that ass then kick and get high at Amichi Park Trucha (Chorus) (Knightowl:) Now it's time for you to die The Devil's cursed me beyond possed FUCK YOU AND THE REST OF YOUR CLAN I WICKED LIKE THE SON OF SAM All those that oppose get cut I'M RIPPIN OUT YOUR FUCKIN GUTS I BUST JUST LIKE A NUT I'm sick I DO NOT GIVE A FUCK Ya'll can't fade this lok out kinda of shit I'm too fuckin violent Fuck that fool that tried to get sick Go swallow a fat fuckin dick I'll slice your neck with a fuckin blade Now don't you mess with this lyrical renegade Or get stomped on locked on by the pitbull inside of soul Capitivated by demons but never been underestimated The Devil himself knows I'll put a tag on his fuckin toes The Knightowl's too fuckin swift I'm gifted like a spirt I've been lifted Out this pack of rappers My lyrics are too fuckin dope they smoke Hit that ass like a fuckin bong Your bitch is about to get taxed like Uncle Sam I am the man that will give her plenty dick And that's for any mothafuckin chicks that'll trip Nobody in the San Diego can do the shit that I do For that matter nobody on the face of this earth Can compete this bald headed fool's packin heat Alot of mothafuckas try to send like me as I think back What's the matter can't they think of their own mothafuckin style Those fools be fuckin whack Knightowl's the one who started all this fuckin bull shit So fuck all you mothafuckas that bite You'll never be able to mess with all the shit that I write Bitch (Chorus)
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