Darkman X

by Knucklez

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lyrics

I hit em like La Eme (Mexican Mafia)
Bloody hands in yo casa.
I'm a monster
do a hassa like {Tony} La Raza
{Montana} [Mohammed]
I'm a gift from the prophet.
Keep thinking you fly
I tip ya wings like [Atta].

It be another 9/11
Metal parting the airwaves.
That metal spark head depart
Coffins no hair raised.
The heater sneezing pepper balls
Effecting ya airways.
You better get to stepping pa
The (Heckler/Hecklar) can't hear me.

I'm the message like Nas
"It Was Written" to fear me.
Can't register my rhymes
My publishing clearly.
Is above the comp like monitors
Can't touch but you hear me.
The gun buck like a deer
Over doe cuz you near beef.

It's dark and hell is hot
Y'all can't believe X is gone.
It's tragic it was crack hits
Not a Texas long.
32 cartridge
Tech ejects in lawn.
Yellow markers in the yard
While detectives comb.

Don't stress be calm
He at rest Allah.
Know the dog had pain
His intent was God.
See the press it's wrong
But if pressed it's gone.
They celebrate Black Death
Inject the wrongs.

They give you the money
And the poison to kill you.
A hot shot in a drop rock
Will straight moisten ya Hindu.
The Omen was his third eye
At home in the birds eye.
The shit we get into
Always hurt when the curb dry.

Cats be smokin oil
Won't never be loyal.
I know it first hand
First person in foil.
The night I got shot
No nurses just boiled.
Cocaine and a lighter
Hurt worse in the morning.

Is it flesh of my flesh
When the check hit ya chest.
When the best grip the rest
All get pressed in the flesh.
Steamed out clean
Wit a mess in his chest.
Like a 6 year olds toy box
Except all his friends are dead.

All their eyes are red
No ganja that's blood sauce.
The pasta in his head
Had ruptures and rug loss.
Blew is skull apart
Hair on the front wall.
Brains on the curtains
He was hiding his one thought.

credits

released April 15, 2021
DMX Blackout
Knucklez
Iconic Records Philadelphia

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about

Knucklez Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

Now understanding his younger ways errors he expresses his pain through the Mic in every facet.
After walking away from a 22 year career as a chef and walking away from the streets as one of it's few long term survivors. He has found himself in entertainment.
Knucklez learned that sometimes walking away is really just finding your way back to living
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