Here Comes the Knightowl

Lyrics

Here comes the Knightowl (Knightowl) Here comes the Knightowl (Knightowl) [Verse 1: The Knightowl] Bring them all around, say you want to battle me Did you want to get down They flip when I want to trip with my clip Shooting them down to ground Everybody knows that I got a gun, that'll never miss Put them in a line, bet I make a rhyme Swing like me fist I'm ready to blast them, rappers out last them Todos saben simón, that'll I pass them Vatos crumble and mumble, then rumble Cause I'm dropping my shit like a fumble Back with another style on the microphone I'mma rip it up, so I think that you better go Soy mexicano, loco vato, matón, marijuano Some say that I'm nuts They say cause I'm splattering guts [Hook] Oh, Knightowl Oh, Knightowl Here comes the Knightowl (Knightowl) Here comes the Knightowl (Knightowl) [Verse 2: The Knightowl] Smoking, I was in a mind With a new style that I put the rhyme When I'm rapping on the microphone All the fools know what time It's is, digging up a grave, funerales I'm packing up, now think, boy your rap stink Cause they want to battle but the man will sink Head-butt them, I gut them, the bitches I nut them A knife in the pansa, The Knightowl will gut them To those actin bad like a nose I'ma pick them Blast them and after they die, I'ma kick them Put them on the ground Hit them with a sound, that is going to rock you Incase you don't like a jam that'll I make, vato well fuck you The man, is back, attacking to those that are stepping The Knightowl will packing a weapon [Hook] Oh, Knightowl Oh, Knightowl Here comes the Knightowl (Knightowl) Here comes the Knightowl (Knightowl) [Verse 3: The Knightowl] Got to them on the run, putos I'm back Never try to box the sureño that is on the mic That is going to burn them up like rocks Now know that I'm on the go I let stereo bump hoe Bitches on my jock like if they know me Pienso mucho en los días que tu me ofendiste When I was broke, tu te fuiste Now I'mma get them, the putas I'm with them Many will come around, when I spit them, the rhythm Better get away, when I'm in a mood to spray Lots of putos fall, un cyclone bien cabron that'll make them crawl La pistola suena, y el balazo truenan Yo los quemo como yerba buena [Hook] Oh, Knightowl Oh, Knightowl Long night Knightowl Long night Knightowl [Dialogue: The Knightowl] Simon, The Knightowl's back With another smooth mothafucking track And to all of you socas que quiera pedo Medan se en pinche dedo