(hook) He's the only one, who knows exactly what I'm thinking He's the only one, I'm tellin who I hate he listens He's the only one, I can confide in bout my sickness He's the only one who tells me what to do I must obey my knife If want it , Imma get it 8X I'm talkin about my knife, he's down to fight when sh**s the thickest I've got an anvil on my back, but the boss gone lighten up my hit list Tellin me “run up in the house k** em all but one” I listen and a**ist him Gotta get that sole survivor home, cut him up real nice for din din I'll add some lemon pepper to my Cajun marmalade My knife is always f**in famish he could feast on flesh for days And I gotta keep him happy if I don't he'll cut my veins Bu when my knife is satisfied we put rappers in shallow graves Everywhere I go he wit me he may be my pa**ion Everywhere I look he thinkin, plottin like a craftsman Everytime I'm thinkin no, my knife he be my yes man And everytime I question him he cuts me teachin lessons So imma keep on stabbin em, and it ain't gone quit til I hit cement Just reprimanding em, that I'm the sh**, rippin up your scripts That sh** ain't havin it, where the bossman at, found another victim for him
Speakin of the devil, neva livin dormant Comin for your life, and my knifes absorbin (hook) I live in constant fear of livin life without my knife And I will never give him up, that trigger sh** just won't suffice I need to feel it, the light leavin --- Eyes fade to black, repeat it, I might eat it --- and that's a fact! I'm wrappin them rappers in plastic, shank em toe tag em and bag em My knife be up on my mind like 24/7 no lackin We hide in the shadows, silent, patiently plottin discetion Waiting for the moment when you notice your housin my weapon Ooo, hurts right? YES I can't even fathom it I twist knife right! YES Pull the blade out then I put it back in And now my sights red, and all I really wanna do is, --- But I'm tichin for the kitchen gotta get up in there soon Like I'm Wolfgsng Puck, cook em up and consume I spit white hot sixteens, they scuffin kees thanks to my knife, YES He's the reason I keep breathin, spittin flames and f**in thrivin My knife be so much more than just your basic average blade tho Hes a figment of my mind, thee enigma I'm a slave for (hook)