Here Comes the Knightowl

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

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