[Intro : Monk]

Yeah, yeah yeah once again

The Black Knights is back

The Rugged Monk is back



[Monk]

Yo, I'm from the Black Knights

I only spit Black Knightful exciteful

I slow bob up the street with a stick and rifle

My tight flow unlike no other nigga on the list 

patented high-pitch, on that like a switch

Never ran, switch snitch turned bitch on my click

Talk shit 'cuz I can back it

sneakin' with a ratchet

Uncontrolled, unorthodox

Always catch me on the block

shootin' dice, sellin bags

spittin' gang bangin' tracks

Slow-mo', 'cuz I took two drags off a stick

Bang that Black Knights shit

Straight off the top 

we the hottest shit off the block

Connect with some vet's now we settin' up shop

Push through the hood, blue SS

Chrome I rocks, hood-tap

Park, brake, pancake

A free-wheel motion off a fire-water potion

down the strip, we steady floatin'

Black Knights, West Coast Killa Killa Beez

Pump yo' brakes and check yo' anti-freeze

When you step to emcees like these

from the West Coast, test most 

and we'll leave your body afloat



[Break: Monk (Doc Doom)]

Yo, Next Up

(Dawg I believe that's me)

Light up the mic like a Wu Killa Bee



[Doc Doom]

When Doc Doom brings it, it's strictly raw

Fuck what you heard us all, my murder call

murders all you rap fraud neanderthals with one line

Better hope your rhymes can't compete with mine

cuz I'm that nigga you dont wanna see that rhymin' crime god

So what up, beef wit' Black Knights'll get you lit up

Five shots to the stomach'll leave your belly ripped up

like sit-ups, fuck ho's to get-ups, rock shows for G-cuts

Supreme Clientele tryin' to Re-Up like Ghost

We got a gang of niggas on post

The Killa Bee Gang, we bang from the East to West Coast

We deep, swarmin' through your party with heat

Ready to mash and blast the first motherfuckers with beef



[Monk]

Black Knights... Black Knights.. Black Knights...



[Break: Crisis]

Y'all niggas tore that shit up

Black Knight style, it's my time now



[Crisis]

Niggas ain't got what it takes

Make no mistakes in my circumfrence

Shatter your nonsense, my dominance'll crush ya confidence

I promise it, be the day of your life

Black Knights sacrifice mics, yeah we murder on site

Emcees get blown to debris for steppin to a Killa Bee

You fake niggas be killin' me, frontin' like you ain't feelin' me

It's all good (All good), because my shit is hood anyways

Eat you up anyday, show you how the inner-city play

In Killa Cal, we nice with chrome gun a microphone

Enter the sniper zone and watch your mind get blown

physically and mentally, lyrically and literally

All I know is seriously you niggas couldn't get with me

on your best day or my worst day

I'm takin' first play, every event in the cut

Heavily bent, heavenly sent

for every dime-piece lookin' for dick 

The one and only, Sharpshooter dick 'em down and leave 'em lonely

Crisis, dick 'em down and leave 'em lonely

(Sharpshooter dick 'em down and leave 'em lonely)