aite..ima thorw it down now: ecko: Face it, motherfucker I can pay to get rid of you I got more heads in the hood than Pagan rituals A new tyrannical force for you to fear Known to kill and keep human ears as souvenirs A shape shifter face slitter, paper getter And if you're facing me, block off a 30 block radius I throw more blows than boxing Dr. Octavius
think again son u ain't gonna get ridda me i got boys in my hood that follows me i ain't scared of nobody so tehre ain't nutin to fear so bring it dawg do wat u want cause i don't care u trying to learn how to box? ill knock u out like wat i did to jamie fox
I make Evil Knieval music I come through stunting Every verse is the same, just flipped a little something something Born with an intent to spit slick sentences with sick penmanship Shoot at you knock your socks off Aimed at your door but hit your head, shot your head off I heard you was afraid to say my name on PA Cause you's afraid I'd put your motherfucking frame on a stretcher I can't change laws sons, that's a government issue But I'll break you with a gun, that's a government issue It's the army we got power and numbers And that's nines, forty-fives, and three-five-sevens, and m-500s
Knoc Knoc.. Whos there... Its Knoc about to Turnal into queer.. Whas this that fear... I make Medusa turn to stone with my stare.. yea that one lil verse had a bit of flair but face it dog you just can't compare.. So you cut off ears claim you a collecta.. but you aint no Leather Face from the Texas Massaca I pull the plug and straight murda ya... This is Man Vs. Machine.. but know whos the creata..
they call my kunit cause they know i can flow every knows me cause im the main event of every show i got b!tches running on stage geting my numba every screams so loud cause im just popula u think im scared of u son i ain't even scared of a f-ing gun ur name is knoctur_nal and there i said it wat u gonna do to me u pussy faggot bring em out if u got any pistols u a pussy scared of the popo's come on man how u get a girl cause ur the ugliest guy is this world can't even get peachey or dawn lemme teach u a lesson after u moe my lawn
Some people say I'm superior when I shit it Vivid visionary spit, vocabulary ridiculous I am a tyrant, I'm Violent by Design I silence the u with every line of the rhyme Mozart of street rap, breaking the barriers Space harrier filled with forties and pit terriers Ready to mangle, anybody crossing the line I saw the sign. my sixth sense, u lost in time Ready for war but won't rock no dick trees, what, thas right, dick trees like ya self son I rock mic's, you think it's a hundred and sixty degrees Who stomp crews, batter and bruise clicks Kill bitches and stab you tricks with loose lips?
damn i unno when im here busting my rhyme u so terrible im jsut wasting my time u're trying to flow and that should be a crime go bak to ur day job selling a dime
oh pretty hard ish... very impressive..guys -clapclap umm kinda tired can't rhyme.. so i;ll save this for another time... but maybe this thread will killed Waachaa already mentioned he decapitate heads for the thrill who knows how long this thread will last... but i don really care cuz im tired off my ass. -sleep -lol
keepin the flow: turn ya monitors off motherfuckers its knoc, the amuniton magician the eso-terrorist army of the fucking dead back with the kill, death, murda u betta check ya computers i wont eva cheat on my bitch, but i'll still sleep with ya motha kidnap u in the basement with hatchet and kleavers so ever time afta that, u hearin ma name, u have a seizure fuck ya stree cred, i'll turn ya street red, i'll skin the head of a skin head. this is fo real, you cant touch this
buddy..this is underground shit...quite ya btichin and start spittin before i cut u up in ma kitchen...
