Here Comes The Knightowl... Knightowl
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[Gun shots]
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[Mr. Shadow]
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Eventualy I'ma have to see the penitentury
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For sending all you fake mothafuckas to the cemetry
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I'm granting death wishes, for all those bitches that be yappin
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Acting like they fuckin hate me, but they bump 'Me and My Shadow'
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Battle me, why try, bullets fly, I'm the type of guy to poke an owl in his eye
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If it hoots, I shoot you know my rhymes are absolute,
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To your death I salute, watch your ass when I lute
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Mothafucka, whatcha got to say about your family dismissing you
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Your homies dissing you, when shadow blessen you
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I heard about you and the homie rolling through the rival park
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And you didn't want to cap cause you said you had a bad heart
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Ya fucking coward, you talk alot of shit
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Talking about you serve some times you never did a bid
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Then you're doubting out cha ass saying I don't right my lyrics
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You just want me to write some weaker shit so you can go and hear it
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You did remember NOTORIOUS, then you shook the hook again with VICTORIOUS
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Knightowl you got to give it up it's getting old, you're 34
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Your life ain't shit and you're acting like a hoe biactch
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I'm bringin hell to this mothafucka cappin
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So it's time for some military action
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It's the shadow of your death here to take your last breath
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So run mothafucka cause I'm blastin
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[Mr. Shadow]
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Fat boy fat boy where the fuck you at
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Man I heard it through the vine that you tried to bite my rap
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For that Ima slap you just like a slap box
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Pop the 44 slug blow your top off
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Calling me a faggot ask my nina who was in a
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They seen you on the table bustin raps for extra dinner
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Ya fake like the rest of them punk mothafuckas
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that surround you, watch when I find you
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I got my slope aiming at these three bitches
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mothafuck snitches, I hit him with the three sixes this is manditory,
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I kick this story about these phunny bunch of lops, perpitrating in my
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terriroty
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Like that bitch 'Rob', you ain't no good
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You's a wanna be thug never busting a slug so motha fuck ya hood punk
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Now onto a bigger hoe named 'Royal T'
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It's the shadow of your death fool remember me
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Never in your life have you banged with the cliq hoe
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You and bitch freelo can suck on my dick
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It's 'Mr. Shadow' dumping rounds on these fuckas
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Said my named to many times
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And that was your first and last mistake mothafuckas
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[chorus]
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[Mr. Shadow]
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I kicks nothin but the real up on the mic
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I wasn't out in ceetho getting in a gun fight
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So you say, tell whos gay
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This is all my game and your a shame to play mothafuckas
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You brag about your shit while you roll in your caddy
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Yous nothing but a fake and takin loot from your daddy
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Had he never been here you'd be broke,
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Like a joke I provoke mothafuckas till they bolt
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Hold up, remember staright clown and left you with a frown
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So get the fucking point that no one wants you ass around
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I found out about you claiming to be rich
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You still live with your parents so quit acting like a bitch
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You took my lyrics out of a song, that was wrong
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You felt it coming on cause you know that I'm the bomb
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Intimidation gots you goin in circles gots you crazy
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You will never fade me thats the reason why you playa hate me follow me,
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No one will ever be believin all the lies that you be hummin
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I had that bitch 'Knightowl' running, he knows that 'Shadow's' comin
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It's a thin line between foes and friends
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Causes you're hated once kiss your kids good bye
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Because it the begining to your end
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Shadow of Your Death
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| Mr. Shadow |
