[Intro: John Frusciante]
Now what do I say?

[Verse 1: CRISIS]
Use the hip hop language, and leave fans
Effectuated, by my format
Nouns, verbs, words
Keep them captivated
Fascinated
Love the message and leave ‘em
Emancipated, from the pain of the grimmey ghetto from where
I graduated
With honors, trails and tribulations
Writing throughout my documents
All these vows and concinnates
Can bring the end apocalypse
Uncut no politics
We blowing up like hollow tips
Lines make them acknowledge him
From the hood to the college kids
Had haters even before
I had a pot to piss
The mentality of the gutter
Something gotta give
So I did gave it my all
My mind, my heart, my soul, my thoughts
Now they can't
Hold me off
[Verse 2: RuggedMonk]
They say come how you are -BUT-
Crucify you from the start
Judge a book by your cover
But not by
Your deeds or your heart
Living the double life
Sometimes it weighs on a man
Cuz his negatives action
Exceeds his positive deeds
So his reward is JUST-ICE
He lives his life like a caveman
No 12 jewels, he a beast
He thinks he a righteous man
A wise man can play the role
But a fool can’t play the wise man -BUT-
The industry is built off CB4’s
And Yes, mans
LYRICS, STYLES and CREATIVITY
CHARISMA, ORIGINALITY
You sit here and say you ain’t feelin’ me
You Dumb Deaf Blind
With a selective hearing
Your rhyme is out of Alignment
You clearly NEED power steering

[Hook: RUGGED MONK]
The hand full of synchronized sounds
Collide so good
A-track 12 inch alpine or Kenwood
Will all knock the same
Black knights is world renowned
Check the playlist in your iPod
Killa Cal Lyfestyle
The hand full of synchronized sounds
Collide so good
A-track 12 inch alpine or Kenwood
Will all knock the same
Black knights is world renowned
Check the playlist in your iPod
Killa Cal Lyfestyle

[Verse 3: RUGGED MONK]
This Black Knight made Michael Knight go ask Kit
How he was Swifter than McGuyver
Illustrate Penmanship
Maneuver
Like a Porsche or a 2 seat boxer
Get out of line pull out the 9
I’ll hit the trunk for the chopper
Show you how Robin and
The Seven Hoods robbed Las Vegas
For them Hot Millions knowing the job was Dangerous
The social and economics status
Of a king and a peasant
That’s Edgar Allan Poe compared to a John Doe
Neither of them was richer than a psychopathology
Of a criminal mind
That’s why I keep a Compton state of mind
Through my travels
I’ve served so many so many MCs
I lost the count and the battle
The art of war ain’t the body count it’s the land
I encounter
Destroy so I can build higher than the tallest mountain