[Tag 1: Rap Knight & [?]]
Rap Knight is losing his mind
[Producer Tag 1: RickyRage Productions & Justin Roiland]
Just hit a button, Morty! Gimme a beat!
[Verse 1: Rap Knight]
Ayo, tell your homeboys, "Best lay low" (Ayo, yah)
'Cause I'll pull the gat from the pack if they movin' too fast, it's an Epic Games sale, how I'm dishin' free haloes (Yah)
They know, chop' got a kick like Bayo (They know, chop' got a kick like Bayo, oh-yah)
Or maybe like Mikey, fuck nigga, try me, mermaid, he gon' be down with the fishes like Mako (Err!)
This shit finna sing, I'm talkin' the drake, wait, I mean draco
Fuckin' a shawty so much that her pussy's the shape of my dick, molded that shit like Play-Doh (Fuckin' a shawty so much that her pussy's the shape of my dick, molded that shit like Play-Doh, Play-Doh)
Ain't no way I can lay low, no one gon' breathe in my spot 'lеss I say so (Ain't no way I can lay low, no one gon' breathe in my spot 'lеss I say so, yah)
No one can tell me I'm not the shit, round the squares in a box, now they look like some Eggo's (Eggo)
Eggo's, that mean you get ate
I'mma keep beatin' yo' ass 'til my bare-knuckled fist is the permanent shape of your face (Yah-Yah-Yah)
My niggas gon' race for me, raise the peace, you beatin' us? Blatantly, make-believe
A nigga tryna play wit' me? They must not like their life, they're enabling me to painfully take it (Yah!)
If a nigga shoot me, then he best not miss, 'cause there'll be some really bad news that's gon' upset y'all kids (Woo!)
Now your child is an orphan, wilding and mournin', got me thinkin', "Maybe I should've let y'all live"
Psych! I don't really give a shit, my niggas guerrillas and militants (Psych!)
We gon' aim for the top, man, that brain, it gon' pop, we gon' murder you all on some villain shit, on God (Yah, huh?)
[Bridge: Rap Knight & Chi-chi]
My gang like a bank, know we makin' a statement (Better lay low and hope we don't meet eye to eye)
Leave their heads like decor, have 'em lined on the pavement (Gonna pour like the rain, we won't leave the ground dry!)
[Chorus: Chi-chi]
If you, crave a little carnage (Ohhhhh, ohhhhh)
Come down, we're living on edge (Ohhhhh, ohhhhh, ohhhhh)
Tonight, 'til mornin' light (—night, light)
Watch the blood draw, we'll brawl, not stoppin' on this bloody nigh-i-i-igh-i-i-ight (Draw, brawl, not stoppin' on this bloody nigh-i-i-igh-i-i-ight)
Not stoppin' on this bloody night (Not stoppin' on this bloody night)
'Til mornin' light, watch the blood draw, draw, draw, draw-aw-aw-aw-aw-aw
[Sample: 林 勇, 松岡 禎丞, & [?]]
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[Beat Switch]
[Tag 2: Team Future & Cheyenne]
One kingdom, under us
[Producer Tag 2: inoue]
inoue!
[Verse 2: Louverture, Rap Knight, & PE$O PETE]
Tired of you bitch ass niggas playin' wit' my name, like, are you sane? I drop kings: put them in the grave (Yeah)
I just elevate, shit you say is void and null, I ain't even gotta pay, steady livin' in ya skull (Yeah)
Steady livin' in ya skull, no payin' no rent or toll, but when I pull up, they get scared, like "What? You seen a ghost?" ("What? You seen a ghost?")
And my crew? Yeah, we all fitted, he fuck around, then I'm not tryna talk, I just pop and I'm moppin' 'em (And my crew? Yeah, we all fitted, he fuck around, then I'm not tryna talk, I just pop and moppin' 'em, yeah)
Back in this bitch wit' my set, yeah, city on my bar, doin' reps, yeah (Yeah! Aye!)
He could get iced like Patek, yeah, if he ain't slatt, he can't step, yeah (Bow! Ye'!)
If he ain't slatt, he can't step, and if he not movin' correct, he get checked (No way, bah-bah!)
Got the crest on my sleeve, even tat' on my neck, if I hear disrespect, then I'm grippin' the TEC, PE$O, tell 'em what's next (Uh, why it sound like—, next)
I ain't losin' focus, and this eighth in my J' for the times that I'm copin' (Yup, copin')
And this stainless steel .45 for anyone hopin', to catch young PE$O lackin', I'm just too focused, look at my motion (Bah!)
You better watch how you talkin' to me, short-tempered nigga, bitch, go and ask PETE (Talkin' to me, go and ask PETE, woo!)
Think you a god? Make the world see you bleed, script climax shit, leave you dead on the scene (See you bleed, yeah, dead on the scene, ooh!)
[Refrain: Rap Knight]
One-One shot, one shot, kick to his dome top, reach for the .45, watch how that thing gon' blow
He got into beef with the wrong side, thought he would go by, now he ain't livin' no mo'
Don't start no shit up with me, I promise your block gon' be riddled with screams
I'm the fiend, leadin' the team, it's gon' rain blood this Halloween (This Halloween)
[Outro: Rap Knight]
It's gon' rain blood this Halloween (This Halloween)
It's gon' rain blood this Halloween (This Halloween)
Yeah-Yeah-Yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah (Yeah-Yeah-Yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah)
Yeah-Yeah, it's gon' rain blood this Halloween (Yeah-Yeah, it's gon' rain blood this Halloween, this Halloween, this Halloween, this Halloween)
