Black Knights of the North Star Wake Up Show Freestyle

Lyrics

[Intro: RZA] Black Knights of the North Star On the Bobby Digital Show here... [Verse 1: Doc Doom] Play your position... [Verse 2: Christbearer] I sip from my chalice... With thieves like Ali Baba [Verse 3: Holocaust] We treacherous in California, I spit ammonia The brutal offspring of Conan and Red Sonja We run up on ya, weak sessions holding pistols With blow torches, Uzis, blunts and homing missiles The sick man, gold digging women don't make my dick stand You versus me, that's like hopscotch on quicksand [Break: RZA] You gotta watch your language, we rocking live on the radio here Watch your curses and spit your hearts out [Verse 4: Doc Doom] From the jump street, you better hold heat [Verse 5: Rugged Monk] Master of experience [Verse 5: Holocaust] The crossbreed, mixed with black and concrete Roam the streets of Long Beach in a Jeep with bronze heat Wrong fleet to mess with, Jerry Rice couldn't catch this You get your chest split for talkin' that F the West (shit) The Midnight Son, strike tongue, treacherous.. Die if you test me, best to respect me Hefty.One Armed Bandit stab companions With intricate sentences, battle crews single-handed With cannons that blow you from here to other planets From Los Angeles, now the whole world needs bandages You's a fake fraud, I rain and make smog MCs best to Leave Me Alone like Nate Dogg Or get their place robbed, veins clogged and brains throb The pain reappears in flashbacks for days long We hotter than a million suns, leave you hung In a monastery and buried by old nuns Spitting poison darts to your stomach, niggas running Spilling gin on..., we fuck while they... Filling up another glass cup, we act up Get a... lump and reopen all past cuts Holocaust, flows like fluid, thought you knew it Mental gas splits your back so wide rivers can run through it [Verse 6: Crisis tha Sharpshooter] Crisis The Drunken Swordsman [Verse 7: Meko the Pharoah] I rock clones.. [Verse 8: Holocaust] Juggling test tubes, drunken professor, hit your sector Razor blade tongue, rips lungs, disinfection Mental sickness, your third eye's blind, the lonely stranger From a parallel dimension populated by shape-changers The last of my kind, designed for street crime My spine is made up of snakes intertwined And combined with the steel and gold of ancient times Mankind would decline by thousands when I rhyme Holocaust, my brain leaks sounds, smother your town Burst an array of lyrics that hold you down Apocalypse, hold MCs for hostages Cock Glocks and lick nine hot shots in their esophagus Neurologist, stab Adam's apples with my scalpel Enhanced intellect blows holes through (your asshole), uh.. [Verse 9: Christbearer] [Break: RZA] We got Sway & Tech live in the back room [Verse 10: Rugged Monk] Speak to mathematics and they don't know their degrees We on the loose Indeed you a failure I love the street life, that knowledge is sick [Verse 11: Doc Doom] We smoke out like Jamaicans Sitting on my throne like Guru [Verse 12: Rugged Monk] [Verse 13: Crisis] You mention me, fake niggas be oooh [Verse 14: Holocaust] From an undiscovered planet, a sign of damage The savage caveman in the name of Asiatics Black kids lace up your shoes tight, we move like Cheetahs in the hot grasslands, watch my platoon strike I spawned out of a different ocean than human beings Amphibious lyricist slithered through fluid streams Ruin dreams, sinister ministers making cream Split 'em from their neck to their spleen to hear 'em scream Assassin, killer ER with three bars Wandering the hospital halls with bloody claws I live this War of the Worlds, whose back gives? Not mine or my crew, cyborgs with black skin Smack cops, four men walk with black Glocks Dissect your brain, disinfect the wack thoughts The Highlander, Cobra Commander, slip through scanners Lone wolf who hunts the hunter with sledgehammers I came from parts unknown, crushing bones Multiply into a thousand clones if caught alone Lyricist by day, mass murderer by night MCs about face and salute when I grab the mic I've existed for centuries past in folklore Hunted down dinosaurs and fought in the Civil War Drastic lunatic, lonely stranger, you're in danger The Man of a Million Faces without a pager You can't contact the Dark Side of the Moon Where I'm sipping warm gin and plotting the Earth's doom [Verse 15: Doc Doom] I'ma tell you a dream Get under your skin like aloe vera [Outro] Ain't nothing new to this, North Star shine illuminous