Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Sound


Interface


Difficulty level


Accent



interface language

en

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Cookie policy   |   Support   |   FAQ
1
register / login
Lyrkit

donate

5$

Lyrkit

donate

10$

Lyrkit

donate

20$

Lyrkit

And/Or support me in social. networks:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Prozak

Knuckle Up

 

Knuckle Up

(album: Nocturnal - 2012)


[Intro x4: Distorted]
Stand Up
Boss Up
Fist Up
Fuck it up, Bitch!

[Verse 1: Prozak]
I'm raw like Jigsaw, dismembering your skeletals
Breaking apart your jaw while stomping all across your genitals
You wanted a war, you got it, now come and face me
You must be crazy trying to escape the Rosemary's baby
I was born to defeat deceitful people, relieve them of the lies of evil
With knives that are lethal, while leaving them Rest in Peaceful
I'm a full blown psychopath! Full grown maniac!
Known to get the last laugh, and you don't want to fuck with that!
My mental pain is conveyed with rage and anguish
With a hatred I can't contain to explain to this English language
So why must I insist to persist to inflict damage
When we come face-to-face you'll be draped with Ace Bandages

[Hook: x4]
Now if yolu're with me (Stand up!)
If you're fed up, (Boss up!)
Put your fucking (Fist up!)
Knuckle up, fuck it up bitch!

[Verse 2: ROC]
(These hoes)
No more sleep niggas!
(My zone)
Give me fifty feet niggas!
(No clone)
Fist to your cheek niggas!
(Cracked bone)
Yeah I'm a beast nigga

Cry for more, ride to war, beat my chest like King Kong
Life is more, not we saw, demons in this fucking song
You can't survive, we thrive like cockroaches
No way, but I'm stomping that bitch til ain't no motion
It's open, that door, lean forward, your body snatch a sun goes down
This shoe stick pinches and cactus
Pursues your arms, legs, your bones
Broke in the dome like Mike Jack, closed case
I flip then I ain't coming right

[Hook x4]

[Verse 3: Dirtball from KMK]
Better get a fuckin knife if you're thinkin you can kill me
Instead of a scratch I'm gonna cut deep inside you, you are ill B
I set em on fire, let em expire, let em e-fuckin-xplode
My gasoline my pride, my grind it never done slow
Hit em in the fangs, seekin them dead in the flesh of the track wa wa
I pillage and hustle the circuit never to pause, took it from the back
Maniacal rapper divided
Insane and the flesh can't fight it
Bloody the knuckles are anger provided
Iller the most of the pack yea
I'm rappin this hallucination
Don't you fuckin change that station
We have neglected to give you and earful
To stabbing your earholes
Sicker than all of the demons combined
Sicker than most psychotic of minds
Sicker than hell itself, that be my steal

[Hook x4]

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?