Fresh Kils - Knock 'Em Down lyrics

[Hook] Higher now Get a little bit higher now Just a little bit higher now Let me hear you say "I will not come down" (x2) [Verse 1: Terminal Knowledge] Yo, I'm paying homage to the ghetto swingers I'm paying homage to Metal Fingers Paying homage to every heavy hitter ever Break a promise to myself, figures I could never help it Another product on the shelf up in the supermarket A little too retarded, oughta wear a helmet Sifting through the garbage Rummage through the rubbish Finish what you start because you're just a moving target It's awfully painful to walk away from it all Make a stop at the bank and not to make a withdrawal But to break in the vault Find me scaling the walls The god-forsaken, crowd favorite Copy paste and applaud for another mental patient in a straitjacket Destruction and desolation, better stay back Get blasted That's what makes it a cla**ic Nowadays ask if you want paper or plastic, I'm saying I do it cause I love to create I do it cause I love to be hated I do it for anyone who relates to the music Get to making a move or get to pumping the brakes For heaven's sake with the angels and the demons Up in section 8 Within the vacancy they fiending Up against the heavyweight, could break me into pieces Let a hater hate Never playing games, just Mavis Beacon So take a seat b**hes [Hook] [Verse 2: Acumental] I'm Iron Mike in 1988 Fighting for a title in the ABA Fly like aviate So put your dukes up and touch gloves Tussle with the punch-drunk roughneck bruiser run amok I let the little fish go to catch the big fish later Call the kid Mick Taylor With a six inch saber Down goes Frazier Down goes Frazier The crowd ovation make a sound so sacred I block a dollywhopper like Ibaka in the paint Drink vodka straight playing tonsil hockey with your lady friend She asking when we finna drop another tape Cause the vernacular of Ac and Term is boggling her cranium You shot-callers better hold the phone homie Don't wear yourself out cause Ac rope-a-dope phonies Known to rap holy Flow prone to blow speakers Sold my old Sony's for a Dolby home theater Home alone juvenile rodeo pony That's Ginuwine, Gemini Horoscope told me our decisions make a difference So I'm never indecisive Won't capitulate Instigate a bevy of excitement I'm a heavy-hittin' middleweight Kickin' in your door My inner warrior been licking every morsel off his dinner plate King of the jungle Better keep your feet set or you'll stumble Ring the bell you know I'm ready to rumble [Hook] I think I'll leave you two pals alone