Good Knight

[Verse 1: Kirk Knight]

Look, of course like no mail watch it keep my eyes peeled, reveal

Watch if five connection is too real

Word is bond positive and negative

Black executives like "Hey", just find words for sedatives

Ill never fishy

I never understood the ugly ones with the jewels or the yarmulke

Don't get clapped through the monitors

"But what's in store?" she said "BJ"

"Yeah, just for all of us"

Industry chicks get crazy for a little tip

Hennessy and wine glass lying say they only took a little sip

Ya'll look cute but a nigga just a crazy one

Life and whisky, take it with a grain of salt

Cats like us, stay miscellaneous don't forget watch it

Protect your neck stop it before you get stomped in

We light it up, keep it ultraviolet

Consider the key that's defying us, nigga

[Verse 2: Joey Bada$$]

Everything was good until reality struck, never thought reality could cut me deep like a fatality could

A fake salary like we ain’t eating that green

Mama my dream be king and I’ma be honored

But I'm beyond it, not being a sapien, I’m a supreme being when I be rhyming

Outshining the Muhammads and the 'Bamas cause I’m a Brooklyn bomber

Bringing the drama, start tuning your timers

No Hakuna Matata, wake up that goon or your medulla oblongata

Stop thinking what your tinking with

Hold ya bladder, save the blabber

Roll a J with some grabber take a plane to Allah with the shit that I'm supplying

Or put you on the road to Zion no lying

Yo' flow tiring, I'm a flow tyrant

The best with the grip to your neck no violence

The best with the grip to your neck no violin

[Verse 3: Zombie Juice]

Live from the underground, peep the style

Wild motherfucker, golden smile

Tryna stay level headed, hold shit down

Walk around, no crown, champion bound

Flatbush raised me, the drug game paid me

Yo' bitch I’m blazin, and smoking in the same speak

Bust up in her mouth piece, nigga there, no seeds

Steady toking green, walkin' with a lean

Life ain’t, life ain’t always what it seems

Never gave a fuck, good at getting out my dreams

Beast Coast, we been here, permanent ink flow

Got the choppers, pop yo' partners, fill em up like empanadas

Young man, any given day could be yo' last

Elevate yo' mind, intertwine visions from the sky

We heaven sent, Zombies motherfucker for president

Your wack-ass music little nigga irrelevant

[Verse 4: Meechy Darko]

Hash oil and joints, my ball pen on point

You clown niggas is doink

See we don’t fuck with the police

Na we don’t fuck with the oink, swank – what my niggas say?

Krill, what my nigga say? Click clack – blaow

Grip steel like what my niggas say?

Sometimes I want to ball up and die or disintegrate

Sometimes I want to reach for – the sky or levitate

Elevate, success in my spliff you might want to take a hit of this

At least get some contact, nigga take a whiff of this

These rap bitches sensitive – like my bitch's clitoris

Vivid like Tarantino, cinemas with synonyms

You ever met God, well shit nigga I feel like him

Shrooms and helium – dancing on the ceiling

High pitching I’m Doc Ellis, I’m in dirty white denim, polo my sweater

You are not that better, your shit not venom

I spit hot peppers – bitch!

[Verse 5: Erick Arc Elliot]

I really think I'm high up on the brim

Knowledge infinite, tell your friend send it, I will dial in

String shorty's violin

That means I'm a player for a sucker not a goddess

God’s got my back, but the Devil’s got my eyelids

Step up to the throne, still high off the hot shit

Never got the pass but I pass for a pastor

Free form thinker move crowds with my chapters

Not a funny actor, I'm backwards

I orchestrate through the pass like Mashburn

Heat for the Knicks, end of the spliff

Marijuana fine cut, like a boob on a bitch

Since a younger man, in my younger days I was dazed

By the days, I didn't do what I say

Now I'm determined to reign, fuck bitches and fame

I’d rather remain payed

Rich in the mind nigga keep your change

Rich in the mind nigga keep your change

[Verse 6: Dizzy Wright]

Yo, fellow niggas, mind wounded a rhyme student

Ignorant, grew up in it but fine to it

Moms knew it, Dad wasn't around for it

A bomb to it, my voice is just like the sound of it

Niggas ducking I'm looking over they noggin

You will never be the hottest you nothing more than a Robin

False information, lost and I'm wasted

This should be the time that you niggas should get it poppin'

Told 'em I was in here, I ain't never been here

Fuck it, I'm a put this knowledge to his bucket

Hating on me, tuck it

You a LeToya Luckett, you a sucker in disguise I can see it in your structure

OGs, give me game and it's on me

Smoke weed, meditate and be on key

Never no beginner I'm finishing every sentence

We the reason these new niggas is looking vintage

Making my entrance, clear the path

Niggas better get it right or I'm a have this fuck nigga feeling bad

Joey Bad, Kirk Knight, the worst night

You ever seen a Flatbush ZOMBiE in real life?

Walking the dead, off the head in disguise of a educated man's third eye

Word

• Artist:Kirk Knight