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Knizza March Madness

by Frank Knight

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1.
Money Trees 02:07
They screaming blood marry them men is on the rise A menace in they eyes to the vision I oblige Our mission is defined as divine feel the wrath Laugh as I craft a blood bath your skin be ya raft We just young dudes on the move don't front on the groove Know the rules fool get the funds then dip like dunkaroos ~You see where I took that to the 90's where they grimy I been riding with them riders so you know where to find me~ On the block with little bit paper little n*** s done turned into haters They hate us wanna play us blaze us grip lasers Slay us lay us down a few layers but they don't phase us Face ya phases be gracious.. move through mazes Embrace us my prayer God save us from fakers Watch the grass to grasp money trees our own a snake us No slave labors plan to own masters so I own acres Frass Vision get razors cut you like wages war wagers Outrageous out raving we stars who fight we Johnny Cages (Chorus) ~Stepped on money on the floor so it's money at the door I been praying to the lord please forgive me I'm so flawed I been blessed with a vision keep me high I'm frass living It's the potion that I'm sipping only seeking potent women~ Tell me who you riding for tell me what you dying for? Tell me who you riding for tell me what you dying for? Tell me who you riding for tell me what you dying for? Tell me who you riding for tell me what you dying for?
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They never thought they'd see a prophetic prophet with such flow Ready to with the prophecy prophesize I'll touch dough That brooklyn boy cold rose beating down cuckolds Toss them in dirt roads; trill we don't pose Even in the poems wrote, use toast to comatose In a coma you get tossed, then toast across your throat Like you found a Christians religion inside the pistol whipping Burning like hell your flesh now rest with Satan You found the ending destination in your decimation For commas and missing jewels get dotted like decimals Reach pains pinnacles they raise like decibels Your body in covers covered your skin like the hindu Only thing you got left prayers God rescue you Beat your till death is moved or till death is due Till your metaphysical ooze through your physical Come outside of you tear you helpless as a vegetable Greed got the best of you, so torture get the rest of you No, it's no rest for you, cry in the mess of you Sit in your force seat, and begin to bleed and think As you start to reach your brink deteriorating in your stink Ain't a movie scene you saw or seen, you never saw or seen Such a gory scene look at my evil I snort and bleed A quicker slow death is your only relief But death is so quick, and I'm loving your grief Far from finish with this I'm your innocence surrogate I save you like you born again or save you like you celibate Prolonging the inevitable just a little bit Graphic horror stories I know you got the feel of it
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Ill Manored 04:38
The saddness of the madness we spazzing with automatics We selling to crack addicts to rise and grab cabbage The status of a wild savage wanting fine fabrics The world that we marriage where we hope to live lavish I ain't the son of Harris why would I push fords Want the custom cut wrist benz suicidal doors Got a DDS walk I came into floss Me not with this talk quick snaps your cheeks off That's the motto of survival from them with the hollows Never scuffle never wobble trigger toggle quick to pop you Shorty stepping disrespecting had to check him for a second With the weapon I be repping Firmly caressed it, then delivered my message Still forever real press your grill against a grill I be cold still why the cold steal gets hotter Tell them papi I be proper with my chopper heart stopper Shot shotta popper reflex like the dodge of a shadow boxer Bullets bust a lot of over heat my hand lava Flame like flocka watch ya top blitz like Waka Split your top up like a piece penny copper dropped from the top of The sears tower I sell rare powder the fear real power I be ratchet with the ratchet smacking crack addicts Till I hear they bones snapping The hood a re run faggot you know what's happening (Verse 2) I'm the real no mocker with my order you be Hoffa I'm the fund robber nicknamed the gun cocker Like a hard cock or perhaps them cold knockers You stiff so popped up flooded bullets keep you stopped up Remote and persistent Soon as I am pistol gripping I'm tripping you slipping you dripping You get it you got it you dead you dropping Shipping the product to show my shipment the hottest Wig ripped dome knotted from the chrome popping Distant like a jib shot it grimey I be bout it I ain't the kindest minus the violence Wicked my mind is filled with demonic contents Don't feel I ain't got a concious I'm honest I'm dishonest raised to be a monster More wild than the chupacabra ready to shoot a copper A penny for your thoughts I'm a looter not a copper Snatching crack hoes by the roots of they hair Kidnapping Hilary's and Ashley's they real scared Sorry honey actually, no goin back to bell air You goin strip with out a pole but you goin' ride poles You goin' stroll for my dough blow all John Does No rubbers junkie slave, you goin' get that raw And if you get aids so what you's a slaw Just look presentable when clients tea bag your jaw The gritty tale composer I chill with no composure I'm a sin soaker under the drink like a coaster (Verse 3) Wanna talk nuts come? way before I grew some I was gruesome now till my noose come I'm a hang slang gain blang gang bang everyday Tell kids join my gang simple and plain get paid Use smooth moves my gab so voodoo I'm posted feeling rude in black hue by the school Army fatigue too I recruit little crews Game the jail bait with they undeveloped brain Take them to a house party make them get real naughty Getting feels in the lobby throw pills in they body Now krills in the mix soon to kill for the fix Hooked like fish infinitely lusting this For the chips bricks give a brick life I live I just want get rich shine and never dim Cold stare through all these years my smile lost it's glare Product of foster care no heart I ain't 'pose to care When they see me come correct more fear than respect Made my way in my set, when I broke my friends neck Few homicide slains pregnant mamas raped I had to make my way, so I could get paid I plots on blocks with glocks to pop shots Drop tops and rock twats I don't stop It's fun to be me middle finger to the police Hot Benz G not owned and not lease I'm a beast who roam streets I feast on y'all greed
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Honor Roll 02:12
My name Frank Knight, but I'm pops in Belize team trying pop like sunflower seeds Gifted MC see God blessed me, seem like my steez had sneezed Breaking satanic seals in contracts I've been the witness of carjacks Most of you listeners live in contrast, fake thug rappers scared of contact//4 Live in the ghetto where it's really hard at, dudes tend to test see where ya heart at Hopped on buses slid in the back another wild kid in the pack We was taught respect, but barely used it knowing them words and how I used it Make me feel like young bro stupid schooling other kids by cutting students//4 Young dumb and reckless want a gold neckless with platinum records Sex semesters, caress professors, get them on fours and smash em like heifers (uh) Used to like cops till they rushed your spot knocked your pops dropped ya moms Your face in they palm, you hot like napalm they raped and they harm//4 You found fam in hole like Say-Dom (Saddam), now you smoking on loud toting by the pound Blowing it down, like the big bad wolf, on the big mad kush for now Pack Tray Pounds moved to coke now, with a little bit of molly in your molecules Don't follow rules they set for you, don't look to God, do what the set would do//4
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The One 03:00
So solo dolo flow though cold polo froze lo photo No yolo or rolo soul yo no vovo bro go roll though Long tank top dresses so mo, I noticed y'all ass first like coco Over here niggers ain't got no hope, so they stay by the trigger like chrono Want to be a bigger nigger not Frodo, but mama said look at your glow though Numero uno, kick it like judo, filled with more style than soho Critics be tweaking have you seen 'em and the way they leaning Everything they speaking dark like the evening part of me bleeding Want what I'm dreaming, like junkies on the block who feening York Yitty till we all frass with the lord money talks so it seem me These gonna be's wanna be's fronting g's try to be Frank when they speak Most cats lack stacks flat racks like new baby girl breast but him high Ny till him die see how I write brother, so know then I been fly You dealing with the don no Omar, the brand new Lord they shout Jamar I'm not Yahweh, I'm not God, I'm not Ja, I'm not Allah But that don't mean, I don't believe, that just mean, I know me The man, not a man, not just any, I'm the O.N.E. Dumb cunt chorus cunt suck this dick and sing for me… (Chorus)
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(Verse 1) - Frank Knight I never seen a shooting star a day in my life Surrounded by ignorance from day to the night My man said he want a baby mama not a wife Married to the game of cocaine, lot of white Been in the ghetto so long we finally accepting it Young project specimens proud to be experiments Rising through the slums with nothing but dirt clothes Running from the heat, like we dashing on burnt coals Hurt flows, uh.. scars on my flesh Christened through the pain, Allah is the best Y'all don't know issues every Sunday wet tissues Thank God none hit you, so death missed you You unofficial herbs of the world got some nerve Claiming you fly just cause your girl a dumb bird I should beat you with a sock filled with oranges Hit your brib baring arms Goldie your porridge's (Chorus) Dope hood story, dope hood story I fathered flow nigga no need Maury (4X) (Verse 2) - Cocaine Chris I tell em welcome to hell live by the gun and you die by the shell You weak minded you fail Only strong prevail Snitch niggas get hit don't live long to tell The rich niggas just pitch fish scales and bricks Clap toys them jack boys ready and strap Them dope boys just stack night and day on the trap Gunplay get clap try and run its a wrap them gunners attack BANG!!! Leave one in your back they snap Once a week its chalk-lines and yellow-tape Dumping Alize mourning at a nigga wake Looking at his moms tear drops down her face Nothing you can say so you bow your head and pray Damn swear to God its gotta be a better way But for now its all pain no glory Feels like this shit is every night and every day real life and this my story (Chorus) (Verse 3) - Sleep This my hood story do it for the glory Hurry niggas talking fast a get the Gunz.....Corey. Lordy I couldn't have said it better than other cats, Talking shit while we politic n the laundromat, Da homie mike say he dealing and getting money Which is funny, rack season, we know dat it's tax season bra, Crack bleeding through the street alcohol tears, Terrified from nightmares clutching to old fears, Like the boogie man slash local killer Or a monster stealing your dreams.... Slash local dealer, The city ain't what it seems, we glorify the hood shit, When it's over u only recall the good shit, I miss the days when niggas they understood shit, Would rather fall with the principles that they stood with, The book of us is nothing less than a good story, Study up if u gone make it through this hood story.
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On The House 01:15
I ain't got love at all cause love I'm heartless Hardcore hardness feel my hardships Crashing in the masses this for black history My homie in the kitchen with the mack by the triple beam Give him a few jewels, dap him leave Still he in the struggle so he pass it in the streets Next week damn, he passed in the streets His little brother died too blasting his heats Each one teach one run with police come I was born as a Knight way before Kelis cum So like refund got to give back I ain't trying to see no more kids get clapped I'm with everybody shining rocking they diamonds But don't y'all be blinded fooled by the nonsense Hater don't try to pick a fight like Pacaquio Opposite in Akon I start blacking out Spine still in so I ain't backing out Thugged out fans quick to smack your mouth Shows I'm packing out it shows I'm racking now Still poor taking out leaders Iraq the town Rock Jabroni rappers laying the smacketh down
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(Verse One) I just wanted mad riches and bad bitches my past religions Was just a savages vision who was sad from the system Now public assistance don't cut it, we still need assisting We ain't lazy, just clean up your mess the one we given So hard not to give in, so cats go from hip-hop to pop My thought was non stop get gwap my knob slobbed Cop hot drops so hot to some in one shot A sit in the seat a burn gaga cock and twat Dog what you talking? My soul was for auction All for a portion of porsches my spiritual abortion My offering all for it, never took precaution But took a lot of losses so foolish I yelled often Repped DTA like Austin, don't trust anybody Any get a shotty yap your body you be sloppy Deedeedadi day, you be on DOA My past pathways leads to my shame toda (Chorus) I hope the sunshine baby, gimmie sunshine I need the sunshine baby, gimmie sunshine When it's dark in my life and clouds fill my sight I pray to God every night that his sun give me light (2X) (Verse Two) Like death is in my eyesight I'm looking for that bright light Please don't deter me, I just want to do what's right Still to satisfy my pride, a vice that consume my life I could help you go to sleep just for thinking Knight light And to satisfy what I got to satisfy, I'd show a sadder side That I rather not, it a batter eyes Pulverize ma's cry shots fly pop guys Left red looking like they sweated out pasta Travel in the mind of eyes that were hypnotized By the lime I defined as my former sunshine My eyes were on the watch for a watch and a pop With a tight box looking as hot as a young Ice La Fox I used to want the riches of fort knox back then Now my passion learn the secrets hidden in the Vatican Wanted some shine now I want the sunshine To enlighten all minds of mankind (Chorus)
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(Verse 1) Where my dollars at? Same place my mind is at I put my focus on the wealth Bad project walls Got my little nephew Sick up in his health If I can't I do it rapping I'm a sit up in a cell Steal or make sales My family gotta eat So it's deal or no deal Living in the system Tryna make a man fail So he feel less than a man I'm rising from the poverty Climbing to the top of this hip hop monarchy It's only right mama see This only in my destiny Build my own dynasty I don't wish you death But you can die nasty Tryna take from my family Get your cabinet crack Tryna tamper with my pantry Dancing with who A angel in a red dress Who fell up in my arms Shorty later read my palms Told me I was headed And stepping in earths heaven The riches of this life Will sit by my side Till my soul take a fly My body moving high Like my skin rolled in ez wide Imagine what I'm snatching Fathom what I'm snatching Suttin so pure like a rapist snatching snatches Raised by mama But corrupted by the masses The party's new bastards But eyes soon become clear Like water over glasses No washing past actions But still I make amends for my sins Making ends (Chorus) Hey hey you looking like a star Hey hey don't you want it all We could shine from tonight till the morn Don't make me wait come on (2X) (Verse 2) How loyal is a dog filled with such hunger How loyal is the master who let that dog hunger I'm stuck in cold summers Back stabbers and vultures Who praise me when they see me But throw darts at my posters I could smell the aroma Players want me to fold up And reject my hand Wait, Wait hol up You telling me you jealous And you a man? That's a contradiction in itself Why you running round And my fam in a cell They should lock you up For being so frail Don't tell me that you real You a human matrix Living in reality but based off fakeness Showing more faces than Michael in the 80's Or maybe in the 90's either way you still grimey Why would I bite you I might catch rabies Only reason you ain't make it Cause you was so lazy KNah homie you ain't sick You just sickening I ain't focused on your cakka Eyes on the red whip With the white in Looking like a gutted lobster Ladies come hotter and hotter Cause me proper giving them they fix Mmm they need papa He hit strong in them mmm like vadoka Till they spinning and spraying mmm like a chopper Seduce like the juice till you juice You heard the deep voice and you know a brother smooth (Chorus)
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Some who claim they like me to get icey would ice me Cause man is so shiesty and dammit they so grimy I could know it could happen captain the capping and de-capping The clapping at my abdomen amazed like a labyrinth They want me in a wrapped in a wagon spazzing with spasms Back hit from the meta and physical stabbing Never changing my heart no matter my running thoughts Still yapping of course no fam intercourse No meth head red neck down with the incest Take the weight off my neck like a bench press And live life my way like I can end death This is me in depth my heartbeat and breath Loyalty will be the very death of me I rather that than dishonor family Deuce deuce shoots douches turn them into douce You ain't real, nigger, you a real nigger here's a noose
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1997 01:55
You know where we came from where niggas get slain son Seeking this fame fun, making them dames come Niggas is broke hugging, blocks like they own cousin Trick you don't know nothing, learn why we show boating Why necks be gold roping, chicks be so open All this material on our flesh for soul coating Imagine being mad young in the slums starving in your tums Seeing things make you numb like mom stripping for them ones Tend to hit like cancer that was stricken in your lungs No air you ain't getting none, like you tryna hit a nun Dad grimy dipped like Dorner on the run Mom a single mom who raise her daughter and her son And if your mom cared and brought light to your days You was willing to fight and live your whole life straight But then you realized she deserved a lot, But she just want to see you stray from the ghetto plot But it's hard homie when you an environmental product Stand bold chest out never make your pride duck Taught handle the stress no counselor for ventilation Either get bodied or go in like penetration All these little niggas riding round say they getting it But very few is 'bout it, so man I be sick of it Crimeys moving product from asia no licorice Spray and wet pussies, and they don't got a lick a bitch
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You leave when I come out you bleed when I dumb out you goin' tell me what now, homie what's up now? The pinnacle of spiritual I who spit at you blessed with the truth, without the achoo This blood, sweat, and years let the women tear we gained high tiers, never been in fear In the school of hard knocks moved and bomb blocks without the arms cocked put it on lock Shorty I'm more tight style like muy thai kick like 4-Fi my homies is all high But sober M.O. so sober am I, girl you gave it up for a EBT slide Shorty where ya pride is it in the sky like the marijuana high from the EZ wide Or is it lower than booty of a stripper in hell these spitters is frail never been real Feel what I write like I put in brail always got shock value like the third rail Asa lama lakum salakum Salam a child of the bible still respect the QuRan With the ghetto my mind aligned, yo, I started back here like the hair on Lebron Obsolete obstacles pass them quick with the jewels from a Jew from Nazareth Do it so fly it's like magic kid I move through these labyrinths elaborate Yeah I'm humble but we all know homie I don't write normal deep down to a T Each word I word letters be supreme like I wrote it with the NGE, my g Si, See I'm the Christian uncorrupted by wishes of getting riches now tell me homie can you dig this We were little on the block tired of being midgets so for them big digits we became frigid Word to Mufasa cold corpse I'm the cold young king next in line I'm De-Simba Seeking God body whips zig zagging on strips religion of the tints five percenter To me most spitters barley living in they inner and they 'bout as live as a vultures dinner
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(Chorus) Nigger you a novice, why you talk nonsense? Be a little narcist, you got me kind of nauseous (2X) (Verse 1) Some days I feel crucified and so scrutinized/ Like I got a losing mind like I chose suicide// My state do or die with hate some choose to hide/ They on the sewer side the reason mama soon to cry//4 The set ups the wet ups, more dead fam I'm so fed up/ Try get up no let up, I'm in a guillotine, no head up// I mean I'm down now bound to that ghetto ground/ I mean how wow I just hear that devil sound//4 Voices of bad choices slick like they the moistest/ Your love noises; pointless, I'm shelled like oysters// Faced hard shit hardship damn near heartless/ I'm cautious love nauseous nonsense, by con artist//4 To hell with the barters of hearts you don't got what I want/ I won't join the martyrs who sacrifice for a front// That's defeat I'm trying to breathe like feet in chancletas/ Gossip need to cease cut it short like operettas//4 (Chorus) (Verse 2) They gripping steel for chips make em strip like chip and dale/ I heard some say live the pastor way but shit is real// We scared to pass away so we tend live to fail/ I heard prison destined if you black prepare get to jail//4 They said it's inevitable might as well pick a cell/ In the cage shaking like prodigy with sicacell// The back and forth rocking going like a cry baby/ Thinking life could be easy if you just die maybe//4 Tell that to the man with the clapped back on the floor/ His man put his back on the floor for the stash in the floor// Should of listened to his girl interracial intuition/ When she spoke mixed feelings costly like tuition//4 On a constant wishing mission, wishing that's went different/ No time machines existing, so he got to live with it// A bad predicament like being poor and can't get wic/ Lights off candles lit, the jealous out talking shit//4 (Chorus)
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Summer park summer time willies pulled out hummer rides Stepping out with red bones with dumber bodies by they sides Shades swag butt fat skin smooth voice light Till they got in ghetto fights with girls they boys pipe//4 Hustlers don't marry nothing pass it off no cuffing So sad shorty you a fool, you should know no loving Waist slim thick chicks get busy with they fist Scraping Prada shoes just to be his main chick//4 But just the bottom chick not his only chick Rub the clit it hit the clique goggle kids swallow it Ride the stick, drop it slow, twist the hips (uh) Jizz running down her lips soaking up her tits//4 Caramel nipples glazed by vanilla babies Draped in more white than Prince face in the 80's Concubines shaking asses poisoning the masses The other on the mattress that chick an actress //4 With gold digger actions then somehow she come to me Sitting over here like "why did you run to me?" Oh you was fronting on me to get money from me So you made me colder and cold what I'm gonna be//4
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So focused now hold it down I rock the flawless crown The coldest sound spoke profound look for me hope is found From that same spot, where them ghetto dames hot shock Got that mame twat, catch the kettle flame pot cock In the anti soul form this abyss of sick days Only thing know warm is jizz on a chick's face Move mommy please, when they grip clap ya Cochran Tools hommy beliefs like they spit at a doctrine Still keep heat home, if we can't afford housing Creeps reap holmes rape kids and morgue spouses To grasp green grab dreams cats seem mad mean Pack things blast beams stack clean rack cream Paper held like fax machine to bag the baddest queen Make her feel glad to see your majesty the raddest seen We in a rush no hush for lust to live plush a must From dirt must plus bugs, to live lux we'll kill us
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They Ready 01:51
I'm real through medina and the places getting FEMA I just been a schemer without scheming with the Nina So I made plans to put on me and my mans Now do you understand If I ain't part of Godsplan I'm chilling right next to it this is my exodus I entered with Allah and I refuse exit this Seeking what we came for flows cocaine core Never touched the pyrex nigga we remained raw We be like joysticks the game we was made for Plotting mad cakery, I need to cake more The shorties giving brothers more serious stares now Baby you be sexy, but I like when your hair's down Blessed by your mama, mama, I don't know who finer I'm the kind of rhymer with drone flows Ooh-bama Living in the ghetto broke by the cruel drama Pricks spit and rub it in like a shoe shiner (Chorus) But we goin' shine for everybody that we know that done died Even those locked up doing 25 But don't forget the kids baby don't forget the kids I ain't goin' forget cause Look we goin' shine for everybody that we know that done died Even those locked up doing 25 Stunting for the kids baby stunting for the kids We stunting for the kids baby
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(Intro) This ain't fables of the grind, man crime stay on the rise It's fine to wine and dine, but time to pay your tides// What you trying to shine and blind and fade eyes/ I learned survived the lie, if not faith dies// (Verse One) My brothers on the come up, I dare these haters to run up/ Sucker eat your supper, cause now the time that you suck up// I been waiting chilling patient now I'm stationed as impatient/ My soul been kind of breaking seeing praising in the faking//4 Quit the hesitating shoot them till they spirit vacant/ My middle finger waving praying Satan just take 'em// My hard body is God body with God by me/ I could talk wildly like tommy's and shotty's by me//4 I prefer calmly kindly pay hom or be a hommy/ A lami might hit ya mommy see they bind women like Romney// And bomb em like kamikaze pack shotty's like Johnny Gotti/ Who boss whipping like Maseria in Mazaradis//4 Bugatis in mausoleum's and collesums trying to see them/ I'm scheming I'm dreaming my preacher preaching the gleaming// I'm just trying to live like when I beat out other seemen/ I'm strong breathing Wicked Game flow make the weak end//4 (Chorus) Stunting in this pieces bringing moaning to these Lisa's Traded water in for wine, but honey I ain't Jesus You could see our features we mirror the ghetto creatures F the sucking leechers, we just want the sucking skeezers (2X)
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Chilling all dope now stepping in the ho down My borough what I hold down no shame I'm lo down No amateur name see Knizza he a pronoun Everybody else whack this is what I know now Throw me on a track pimping I'm about to blow now Hook 'em like a hooker but nah I don't go down But what's about to go down the show down Fo' pounds Better hold the fort down, all it's going to fall down Mama said it's God in me this the one guarding me My family is the heart of me none of y'all hard as me Soul searching baby trying to find a better part of me Constantly pardon me my sins are apart of me They beat like a artery living in poverty A better it way got to be, something else I got to see Need new a odyssey so vain for this gleam Making ladies fiend and cling to get this dream Sticking to the script like infants lips Sticking to it's moms nips or winos lips to liqs In a sense I'm from the inner city where the innocent Innocence drowned in a river that be mystic These things that I'm living off be so sadistic We get no nourishment in being materialistic But it's something about the ice, I just need the wrist lit Blood diamonds on my wrist like my wrist slit Reminded by the image of a sick sinful living So blinded sitting with a pestilential vision Cause I see at first hand the hand they was giving Mulatto emotions my feelings hold mixing//4 If you see happiness in suicide commit it Do you see me crazy should I be committed? Am I cold as ice knowing my advice Nowhere near nice well here hear my vice Why say keep ya head up find light through the smoke When it seem more logical your neck getting broke Is it sad or diabolical, I rather give you rope Than to strangle your soul with tales false hope
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They wonder why I'm speaking to keep these kids from bleeding Like a premenstrual season seen the evening of the grieving From the reaping of the thieving of a life no longer breathing These songs of no meaning sound like gross slaws queefing I'm tweaking seeing feening do you lames know the meaning Of the demon demeaning things you glorify in speaking Talking what you cooked so much raw you over booked I'm from the struggle and the struggles overlooked I got fam in the hood on that devil still hooked I'm just trying to help them move straight just like a rook Now of course as a young black brother from the Brook I too been inspired by the ghetto superstar crook Some for lustful thoughts for all that he tend to gets But really for surviving monsters deep in the mist I expect to accept checks, get fresh, catch wreck, Sex necks, F next, face it screw ya death threats Can't fuck with the fam we ain't rednecks Still with my soul, hold mines like a head rest Still I want a lot like I need Parking son But the game so shaky like it got Parkinson This a shiesty industry, filled with slave lashes No longer a fan turn off the radio I hate rappers A bunch of actors who happen in to ruin this profession Get out your record is the noise pollution weapon

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Frank Knight recently released a series of tracks all throughout the month of March for listeners to enjoy music, before it was not up for download individually, but now it's up for listeners who enjoy Frank Knight's music and those curious of Frank Knight to download.

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released March 31, 2013

Rezon, II-Man Cypher, Kooly Chat, Dope Antelope, Nadetastic, Fredo, Blk-Soldier, Cody Mitchell, Mr. Spaceman, Rocstar, Lost Studios

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