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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
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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
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