Here Comes The Knightowl... Knightowl

[Gun shots]



[Mr. Shadow]

Eventualy I'ma have to see the penitentury

For sending all you fake mothafuckas to the cemetry

I'm granting death wishes, for all those bitches that be yappin

Acting like they fuckin hate me, but they bump 'Me and My Shadow'

Battle me, why try, bullets fly, I'm the type of guy to poke an owl in his eye

If it hoots, I shoot you know my rhymes are absolute,

To your death I salute, watch your ass when I lute

Mothafucka, whatcha got to say about your family dismissing you

Your homies dissing you, when shadow blessen you

I heard about you and the homie rolling through the rival park

And you didn't want to cap cause you said you had a bad heart

Ya fucking coward, you talk alot of shit

Talking about you serve some times you never did a bid

Then you're doubting out cha ass saying I don't right my lyrics

You just want me to write some weaker shit so you can go and hear it

You did remember NOTORIOUS, then you shook the hook again with VICTORIOUS

Knightowl you got to give it up it's getting old, you're 34

Your life ain't shit and you're acting like a hoe biactch



I'm bringin hell to this mothafucka cappin

So it's time for some military action

It's the shadow of your death here to take your last breath

So run mothafucka cause I'm blastin



[Mr. Shadow]

Fat boy fat boy where the fuck you at

Man I heard it through the vine that you tried to bite my rap

For that Ima slap you just like a slap box

Pop the 44 slug blow your top off

Calling me a faggot ask my nina who was in a

They seen you on the table bustin raps for extra dinner

Ya fake like the rest of them punk mothafuckas

that surround you,