Q-Unique - Dark Knight lyrics

[Verse 1: Q-Unique] You can't joke with the Dark Knight First born son with the dark life Disperse of a hurt ya along with a sharp knife I'm not your normal criminal mind I force the longest form of torture in the minimal time The hated the world learned to admire Back to back ten paces, turn and fire In a fight to being righteous While you and the loser battle like the plight of Leonidas [Verse 2: Ill Bill] We fight this, I go to war like the ancient Mongolians Force you to k** your best friends in front of an audience Treat my generals like family members f** the world, it's us against them sh** upon humanity's vengeance Communicate like a social network Bunch of postal suicidal co-conspirators exploding at work But it's a hazard of the job description And even though we probably don't deserve it, God will listen But Satan also got your phone tapped Ever since Ronald Reagan sold crack Go back, six-fingered hand will make your soul clap Been the word of God, demand attention like a murder squad Eighteen-wheeler hit us on head on, should've swerved the car [Verse 3: Jise] Sticking with helium heads d**h beds with black rose pedals are fed dope meds The feds ? coat stands Pledge allegiance to Lucifer's rejects Some slept under the pale moon sky while ? got us still hot I bled all that I can bleed, next step is d**h I'm a bi-product of big brother sick swollen right eye His brains leaking out the left wounded Reap what we sow, that's what they say to get by ? broken promises so I consolidate my offense And materialize my defense Speed-reading through violence, digest This is a pie-eating contest Ain't no slice in the share and I come bearing the gifts of your options to live Staring in the face of a society that created a beast to breathe heat The world burns, sitting beside me while I feed on the fire that reach Fuse you amputees like you touched the fridge And your brigade can't handle the consequences of not being able to clap freely So I'm like f** you, pay And I'm from Brooklyn