World Renowned - Black Knights

Use the hip hop language, and leave fans

Effectuated, by my format

Nouns, verbs, words

Keep them captivated

Fascinated

Love the message and leave ‘em

Emancipated, from the pain of the grimmey ghetto from where

I graduated

With honors, trails and tribulations

Writing throughout my documents

All these vows and concinnates

Can bring the end apocalypse

Uncut no politics

We blowing up like hollow tips

Lines make them acknowledge him

From the hood to the college kids

Had haters even before

I had a pot to piss

The mentality of the gutter

Something gotta give

So I did gave it my all

My mind, my heart, my soul, my thoughts

Now they can’t

Hold me off

They say come how you are -BUT-

Crucify you from the start

Judge a book by your cover

But not by

Your deeds or your heart

Living the double life

Sometimes it weighs on a man

Cuz his negatives action

Exceeds his positive deeds

So his reward is JUST-ICE

He lives his life like a caveman

No 12 jewels, he a beast

He thinks he a righteous man

A wise man can play the role

But a fool can’t play the wise man -BUT-

The industry is built off CB4's

And Yes, mans

LYRICS, STYLES and CREATIVITY

CHARISMA, ORIGINALITY

You sit here and say you ain’t feelin' me

You Dumb Deaf Blind

With a selective hearing

Your rhyme is out of Alignment

You clearly NEED power steering

The hand full of synchronized sounds

Collide so good

A-track 12 inch alpine or Kenwood

Will all knock the same

Black knights is world renowned

Check the playlist in your iPod

Killa Cal Lyfestyle

The hand full of synchronized sounds

Collide so good

A-track 12 inch alpine or Kenwood

Will all knock the same

Black knights is world renowned

Check the playlist in your iPod

Killa Cal Lyfestyle

This Black Knight made Michael Knight go ask Kit

How he was Swifter than McGuyver

Illustrate Penmanship

Maneuver

Like a Porsche or a 2 seat boxer

Get out of line pull out the 9

I’ll hit the trunk for the chopper

Show you how Robin and

The Seven Hoods robbed Las Vegas

For them Hot Millions knowing the job was Dangerous

The social and economics status

Of a king and a peasant

That’s Edgar Allan Poe compared to a John Doe

Neither of them was richer than a psychopathology

Of a criminal mind

That’s why I keep a Compton state of mind

Through my travels

I’ve served so many so many MCs

I lost the count and the battle

The art of war ain’t the body count it’s the land

I encounter

Destroy so I can build higher than the tallest mountain