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Knighthood

 

Knighthood

(专辑: The Night's Gambit - 2013)


They told me we gonna catch you one of these nights and we gonna kill you

I ain't sure how I made it
I ain't sure how I made it

Snow, milk, and honey, some kill for money
Get better tools, did whatever moves filled your tummy
Cops was dusk, we known to barter
You know the saga, block was tough, home was harder
In the street even revenge bittersweet
Spill they mens they be back within a week spitting heat
Grind in a gritty world, mind of a city squirrel
Need a pearl, tired of a minded pretty girl
Keep that hidden [?]
School birds in the two door, it's the pigeon coop
Spin to the nest, net her with the trap
Sins of the flesh, another feather in my cap
Back in the night air, where they don't fight fair
Dreaming of that cream committing a nightmare
I'm detesting and I love it
War funds for guns, but vests ain't in the budget
'Cause 'round here they only press for your nugget
One of they privates come arrest you in public
I'm too raw for some, suggest that you cut it
Y'all ain't making no noise, the quiet kept me inspired
See us in fatigues and we ain't even tired

I ain't sure how I made it

On that slum strip, morning come quick
Jackals have to attack, you keep the gun grip
Born a young bum, trying to become dip
We in the rubble where brother guzzle, none sip
Sip fuller on the bridge of sugar get your hun hit
We're rashes no compassion not one bit

I ain't sure how I made it

The streets ain't paved with gold
No bargain, you be out here starving trying to save your soul
Wanna get paid then engage the hole
Hot-headed your ways is cold
Ain't fly if you, trying to die when you crazy old
That get you spun and blam, before you become a man
Before they lay a sheet over you I hope you understand

I'm trying to shove a hundred g's, in my dungarees
I'm a cool winter morning, y'all a summers eve
Repeal a line to heal ya mind, ya'll brung disease
Blocks cooking, when cops ain't looking, we slung the freeze
Nights is wicked, days is evil
Now I'm peddling that medicine named placebo
I upped the dosage, notes is tough, ferocious
You can't see [?] this? Adjust your focus
I shower high power like I touched a voltage
Park, find your girls secret garden, crush the roses
Want beef? Place a order
I used to step with the 2 5 in the deck of the tape recorder
On the scene like a ace reporter
Type boldface and like [?] raise the [?]
Supreme oxy, queens watch me like boulevard
While I'm logging, dodging bullets for the Pulitzer
No lines are empty, 'cause time's against me
Not amped as most handsome but finest emcee

I ain't sure how I made it

A king class act from getting degraded
Dropped jewels for years, still jaded
I recall a rawer song and how I played it

I ain't sure how I made it
I ain't sure how I made it

A king class act from getting degraded
Dropped jewels for years, still jaded
I recall a rawer song and how I played it

To be, to be totally truthful... I really don't know...

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