ILL KNOB

ILL KNOB - Rap Bashers lyrics

(feat. Adriatic, Raheem)

[Intro: Raheem]

It's like the Diary of a Madman

If I'm ready, yes, I can, yes I can can

[Ill Knob]

Yo, word up, we gots to flip this

Let this niggaz know we in the business

Strong-armin, move away, I don't know who is this

The rap bashers, night slashers, mic masters

Street actors, the Klik rocks the best of street action

State action, no fraction

The population should put that to test

The K, the G up in the industry

all my niggaz who feelin this shit

Fuck ya, I'm killin this shit

I'm Knob-arologist, the psychiatrist

The Klik of rhymers, word to mother, bring the drama

[Raheem]

You don't like me, I don't give a fuck, fuck ya

You gots to hear me, I'm causin chaos, no mayhem

While my mind ills like Riker's Island shields

Your brain swells, know some stories that he or she tells

While my mind dwells in darkness

Weepin as she's cursed and he's heartless

I'm in this to win this, demolish

Deminish, I mean it, ya finished

Your memory's gone, migraine born

I'm goin on and on on

[Adriatic]

The lies control my mind got me wide like this

The lies control my mind got me wide...

The lies control my mind got me wide like this

With a crooked eye twitch from all the grooves in my system

My Klik'll represent daily, that's mandatory

We paid our dues in this, niggaz abusin this

Ya bruised in this, MC's meet defeat

Ya'll switch, tell me why shit goes down like this

Everyday I stalk the streets, gotta pack my 4-5th

Why do I? That's the crew, I gets down

Half my peeps either dead or on lock down

Domes get bashed, niggaz get caught up it's path

[Chorus: Ill Knob]

The rap bashers

[???] "Y'all respect it buck"

It be the rap bashers

[???] "Y'all respect it buck"

It be the rap bashers

[???] "Y'all respect it buck"

[Ill Knob]

What? Yo, protect yours, independent

Klik Ga Bow be runnin shit, runnin shit

Watch ya back or get hit with the stunnin shit

Drop ya gun and shit, double with the knuckle game

Nigga, Knob don't give a damn about the fuckin fame

The rap bashers are here, representin real live niggaz

Bitch niggaz just stare

You pussies gettin more dick than Heather Hunter

No wonder, Ga Bow's style make 'em fall under

[Raheem]

How you want it? Ga Bow serve that ass in 3/4th's

Holocaust get brought, intersection in my fort

The shady nigga maintain C.I. state of mind

Rugged down, scuffed up Timbs and bad dimes

Jet through in the MP, many lie, milk D

'Bout to get bombed off LP

True to this, my dunns bust guns since day one

On a mission, the Klik pay they dues for opposition

Death wishin, when shit get thick, the gat spit

God damn, another young brotha hit

[Adriatic]

The realest immortal mind

So keep protectin while I'm disconnectin

Interceptin, be connectin, disrespectin, neglectin

Perfectin many ways, increase slaves to my rhythm

How can you be down? Create a sound to be with 'em

Tryin, bitin, not one dimension

Who saw and did shit? Heard they gave info quick

The immortal nimrod neutral, but if I have to I'll shoot you

Reduce two shells, leave ya body layin where you dwell

Shape shiftin, plans the braveheart, grant the immortal mind

Ramel gets slow shine, that's what you do, now it's my time

My intention is determined, that this beat you can't delete

Quick, Bring Da Ruckus, we'll wiz randomly

J. Web pass the wave, peace to Smooth locked away

Healthy phantoms, to boogie, let's all pave the way

Selfish ones, I told you, "Do you dare interfere?" [echo]

[Chorus]

["buck" cuts and scratches to fade]

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