Rugged Monk - Hood Liberator lyrics

[Verse 1: Crisis] They say go hard or go home So I go hard like I was homeless These n***as don't want it yo boy Raise hell like the Oman Crisis colder then a snowman On each and ever opponent Grab microphones like I own it Then I take you through your torment Leave you disappointed, and I do it for enjoyment I'm laid back in the flesh But the flow is flamboyant They ain't got nothing for me Most of these n***as annoying They knowing up in they heart Who the truth who they avoiding But it must be and trust me Bars fresh never musty Brolic sh** hella husky Test your luck you feeling lucky We wild cats Kentucky Make situations ugly Eliminate simpletons with lyrics my lines lovely [Verse 2: Reverend Willy Burks] Black Knights make 'em slump When it clumps and it goobs and it gobs Had to tell her what to do She paying dues to the Gods Screamin' out and squealin' Like in a wild open field It's better than in her dreams Cuz church keep it real Her fantasy insanity Your majesty we magically I break the laws of gravity Then snatch her out of vanity Man i'll be all in it Forever like infinite I'm the man but not a limit They can get it how you live it sh** is exorcism twisted blitzed It's somethin' wicked Loud and explicit Out to win it Like the pennant Hit it then I bounce like a frog Ribbit ribbit Flow smooth as a liquid And I'm single like a digit Church Church [Bridge: John Frusciante] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse 3: Rugged Monk] I'm a Block Barbarian Ghetto Gladiator Street Librarian Hood Liberator Game Changer With Street Dreams Raiders of the Lost Arc For forty days I was trapped in an Arc And then I popped up Developing an art They call it a Pica**o Ghetto poems or calligraphy My pens sk**s advanced Line from line Check out my melody as I slow bop up the street In my K-Swiss cla**ics Two b**hes on my hip And they both speak ratchet Pistols, they sisters And they both get active Don't get it twisted Or misunderstood You just need to stop watching colors Or Boys-in-the-Hood Cuz' over them colors Boys is getting shot in the Hood [Hook: Crisis] k**a Bees take control everywhere that we go MC's ain't got a chance and we letting them know Hit your town, shut it down, victory on the road The flow thirty-two below freezing, my n***as is cold k**a Bees take control everywhere that we go MC's ain't got a chance and we letting them know Hit your town, shut it down, victory on the road The flow thirty-two below freezing, my n***as is cold