Lletres: Knightowl. Other. Take Another Hit.

[Knightowl:]
I'm lighting one up and im taking a puff, im standing alone at the dock of the bay, i am in love with Mary Jane then i commence to trip the brain, smokin the herb when i roll on the way to the pad and then suddenly i had a thought, loading my clip and i started to trip then spotted the fool that i wanted to hit so i had to blast him puttin his ass in the past im insane but who is the brain from the crime that i do and i dont even like you, i be the loko that is on a mission full of ammunition im smokin em all the bullets im dishin theres no competition youre not my homie you dont even know me you better get back the knightowls equipped with the clip that i bring to the battles im in so you know im'a win all of the time when i gotta do crime, puttin em all in a bed is where they wish they were instead of being paralyzed they realize they shouldt have messed with the man that'll smoke leavin the family broke is what i do best im rippin the heart out your chest and leaving a big bloody mess, when im rollin them vatos they better look out por que soy malo the straight caga palo when i be packin them slugs that be hollow.

[Chorus:]
I like the way you make me feel when youre inside
Lighting up the dank trying to catch a high
I love the way you roll me up and hit me from behind
Pass it to my homies so they can touch the sky
It's just the little things you do that make me wanna stay
Pinching off the sack, roll another dime
Just take another hit of me and you will feel OK
Smoking on my endo so i can write my rhymes

[?:]
Bring it bring it on light another bong and hoping that it stays lit so put another screen, pack another bowl, and take another hit .... She is one of a kind, roll her up, light her up, inhale and recline.

[?:]
So Mrs. Mary Jane please say that youre mine i love you by the ounces and i love you by the dimes every time you walk by you always seem to blow my mind youve got me on the rise as i persue to incline. and i see... me and you sittin in a tree... P U F F I N G... smokin on the dank, fillin up my tank, turn up the notch to hear my basebone crank through the San Gabriel valley is where i reside theres nowhere to run theres nowhere to hide as you collide into that smoke you'd be never comin back.. dont underestimate the power of the buddhasack.

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[Knightowl:]
Another day im up in the mornin got all my trapos creased im on the way to go see me a hayna so i grab my piece im on the wrong side of the tracks i gotta be ready to battle nobody i trust i got my own back im followed by my shadow times keep on slippin into the future im gettin no younger but its the younger ones that'll shoot ya them little vatos try to get lok as im taking a puff of the smoke im taking your breath ill lead you to death my lines you buy like meth when youre listenin to rhymes like these vatos envy you send me a demo and want me to listen to that when you be wack, all them fools get done i be the one that is connected corrected they stand cause im the one runnin the land the knightowl be badder than most im whippin them all then im ghost i be the nut that is ready so bring it on down no matter how many i coast i be sick when i be flowin and all of them levas be knowin that a vato like me be the real OG six one N I N E

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