Two Knights Forced

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah! We're hardcore and raw Yo, Ev, what it do? Come on, man! We're hardcore and raw I'm out here, man, I'm outside! We're hardcore and raw Fuck outta here, look! We're hardcore and raw [Verse 1] You better watch 'cause they aimin' at your wheel Packin' hammers and tossin' javelins, track and field They buyin' Diet Coke for a half a mil' King Marcius, Narcissus like a daffodil (Hahahahahahaha) This thing will slaughter the king daughter (The slaughter!) Shorty ordered a spring water You a pussy, you got a pink aura (You pussy!) I just bought a Mossberg and this thing horror If you clickin' then your energy rеal (It's real) Tetrahedronal pyramids and еnergy fields Energy that's harvested what energy yields This is jungle warfare here. 70 SEALs (Pa, pa, pa, pa, pa) Ali Baba consumed the ketamine You a piñata that's darker than Human Centipede Raise the Dead, you can hear the horns of Bathory (Hmmm!) Imitation, the sincerest form of flattery [Chorus] Now you could debate and try to fake; you ain't straight Do I have to tell you that you're wack time and time again? When you write, your words must go like this—bim bim bim, bim bim bim Now you could debate and try to fake; you ain't straight Do I have to tell you that you're wack time and time again? Each line must have its own power, its own feeling—bim bim bim, bim bim bim [Verse 2] We out in Khamasi with bags Sayyid Qutb, this is the Salafi-jihad I will cut back on you, I will hop in the Jag' It's a flashbang, it'll turn a dime to a hag, yeah This is bars of death, writin' with a knife (Yeah) Rhymin' like I'm on trial fightin' for my life Leno LaBianca was invited to the light This yoppa switch gears like I'm ridin' on a bike Yeah! You were sayin' you would earth me (Hahaha!) You ain't blamin' nothin', motherfucker, you a turkey (You a turkey!) Charlie was in Berkeley The Mossberg Maverick turn your stomach to a Slurpee (Hahahahahaha) Yeah! My akhi do the shootin' first There's only one Sustainer of the Universe (Yahshua child) He took the tool to the brain (The brain) Everything a boon or a bane Yeah [Chorus] Now you could debate and try to fake; you ain't straight Do I have to tell you that you're wack time and time again? When you write, your words must go like this—bim bim bim, bim bim bim Now you could debate and try to fake; you ain't straight Do I have to tell you that you're wack time and time again? Each line must have its own power, its own feeling—bim bim bim, bim bim bim [Outro] Writing must never be boring Each line must be an entity unto itself You gotta leave some words behind We're hardcore and raw