Hood Liberator - Black Knights

They say go hard or go home

So I go hard like I was homeless

These niggas don’t want it yo boy

Raise hell like the Oman

Crisis colder then a snowman

On each and ever opponent

Grab microphones like I own it

Then I take you through your torment

Leave you disappointed, and I do it for enjoyment

I’m laid back in the flesh

But the flow is flamboyant

They ain’t got nothing for me

Most of these niggas annoying

They knowing up in they heart

Who the truth who they avoiding

But it must be and trust me

Bars fresh never musty

Brolic shit hella husky

Test your luck you feeling lucky

We wild cats Kentucky

Make situations ugly

Eliminate simpletons with lyrics my lines lovely

Black Knights make 'em slump

When it clumps and it goobs and it gobs

Had to tell her what to do

She paying dues to the Gods

Screamin' out and squealin'

Like in a wild open field

It’s better than in her dreams

Cuz church keep it real

Her fantasy insanity

Your majesty we magically

I break the laws of gravity

Then snatch her out of vanity

Man i’ll be all in it

Forever like infinite

I’m the man but not a limit

They can get it how you live it

Shit is exorcism twisted blitzed

It’s somethin' wicked

Loud and explicit

Out to win it

Like the pennant

Hit it then I bounce like a frog

Ribbit ribbit

Flow smooth as a liquid

And I’m single like a digit

Church

Church

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I’m a Block Barbarian

Ghetto Gladiator

Street Librarian

Hood Liberator

Game Changer

With Street Dreams

Raiders of the Lost Arc

For forty days

I was trapped in an Arc

And then I popped up

Developing an art

They call it a Picasso

Ghetto poems or calligraphy

My pens skills advanced

Line from line

Check out my melody as

I slow bop up the street

In my K-Swiss classics

Two bitches on my hip

And they both speak ratchet

Pistols, they sisters

And they both get active

Don’t get it twisted

Or misunderstood

You just need to stop watching colors

Or

Boys-in-the-Hood

Cuz' over them colors

Boys is getting shot in the Hood

Killa Bees take control everywhere that we go

MC’s ain’t got a chance and we letting them know

Hit your town, shut it down, victory on the road

The flow thirty-two below freezing, my niggas is cold

Killa Bees take control everywhere that we go

MC’s ain’t got a chance and we letting them know

Hit your town, shut it down, victory on the road

The flow thirty-two below freezing, my niggas is cold