Rugged Monk - k** or Be k**ed lyrics

[Intro: Doc Doom (Warcloud)] (Get bank on it) Yeah, k**a Bee Gang, n***a (Still runnin) Black Knights, n***a, what what? What What, n***a? West Coast, test what? West Coast, n***a what? Bring it on, n***a Get gone, n***a, what? I don't give a f** We don't give a f**, n***a n***a what what? n***a what? n***a, bring it on, n***a n***a what what? n***a, bring it I don't give a f** Bring that sh**, n***a [Warcloud] Monkey dragging hammers down Indonesian stone steps Walk in America Medicine man fever Snorkle in the rat's nest, hitch hiker junkie Where is the side walk End, knuckles drag Julian Po, Armadillo duffle bag Juice stars and fudge sticks Roller coasters and ferris wheels Two large revolvers, rock fights in alleys Farin' more dough Meet Mr. Constrictus (muhahaha!) Roll up a blunt on my pa**port Hittin' like a gra**court, fabricated verbal crash course Last horse That gallop through snowflakes White feathers with red tips Died yesterday obey what the weapons say Pointed at your face Shoot your screamin' briefcase man Dear Niagra, 'd**h of a Salesman' Tip-toe on 'Barbwire' Dirty maggot sausage, fat minds of peddlers Newstand editor, Archibald the Lecturer Me, man, Archibald Kray, call 'im Arky Holocaust awfully, sippin' vanilla coffee There's a 'Trap Door' tarantula living behind my right eye Heavy as a slug bust, life is a Holocaust Architect medic Crystal bullets that flare though Hangin' back to back in a field with a Skarekrow Later call it elbows, spittin' the same lead A White Humming Bird, how roses came red Drive-in in the swamp [Crisis] 'k** or Be k**ed' It's me Back in the flesh, packin' a Tec Crackin' in ya vest, tappin' ya chest, half to the neck Struggle with breath, wrestle with d**h And a** on the set The Knights shine while you f*ggots reflect Half-step Hold my own, Crisis never regret The school reject with knowledge Murder traitors, all Devils get demolished In the county of the Lost Angels n***as chant the Black Knights Like 'The Star-Spangled Banner' Ghetto grammar, plant you Off the David Banner Blue and Gold Havana's, Mecca Diems n***as act brave when that wet Up in 'em But dead the criticism Cuz they know It'll get 'em Beheaded My n***as plot patiently ready to set it Line for line rhyme for rhyme Your Darts pathetic Synthetic, artificial, generic My darts'll split you Vertically I know you f*ggots heard of me [Doc Doom] Heard of me, heard of me, heard of me [Chorus: Doc Doom] It's 'k** or Be k**ed' In these cold streets of Compton and Long Beach That's why we dont sleep Hold heat and roll deep Low key Gang bang with OG's Bee Gees, YG's, TG's Who want beef? Who want beef? [Sandman] It's the hillside strangler Sandman the dream keeper Eliminate your team with the streetsweeper Spit a rap doct-erine, etched in graffiti text Come on and get put to rest Who wanna see me next? The street vet From the North-side,{Long Beach} Pack a black Tec Let my pants hang, use gang bang dialect Soakin' wet Every mornin' "Wake Up" in front the liquor store Blue jump suit, karate shoes Up in Denver Row [Doc Doom] The k**a Bee Law Is 'k** or Be k**ed' That's why I sleep with my steel Cautious Cause n***as out here k** at will In k**a California Where n***as put flames to foreigners So put them things up on ya Smoke weed, and bang corners Bang on ya Like what set you from? Better have ya gun in close reach 'Rollin'' Through Compton, L.A. and Long Beach You might get ya life took --HOOK-- Don't come thru here shook --LOOK-- These Cali streets Is full of k**ers and Crooks Gangstas and cops, semi-automatics and Glocks n***as don't scrap no more Them was the days of my pops n***as that box Nowaday they twistin' on tops In k**a CaL And I don't think this sh** Ever gon' stop [RuggedMonk] You feel the steady impact Of the mighty bomb jack Blue and Gold 'S' hat 501's a chrome gat I love to gang bang Pants hang ridiculous "I kicc it with These hot heads that's off the hook" I don't f** with hooks, I'm straight from the streets Keep a chunky heat, prepare for warfare Step and you'll get laid there Dead on the spot RZA signed us fresh off the block Fo'sho you know my hammer's co*ked At all times Still on the grind trying to get mine Ask me how I get paid, my verbal switchblade Ask me who I'm 'Rollin'' with I say the "k**a Bee Gang" Follow along, we stop like the COMPTON parade Anybody in our way Is for sure to get slayed Group or Solo, Solo or Group We only recruit Real Soldiers, Iron Brigade Soldiers Real n***as Smash buildings, blaze Bloccs, so f** feelings Lace up the chuccs, get on the AVE & start Dealin' 'Real sh**' Make my money flip Compton, Cali [Chorus x2] It's 'k** or Be k**ed' In these cold streets Of Compton and Long Beach That's why we dont sleep Hold heat and roll deep Low key Gang bang with OG's Bee Gees, YG's, TG's Who want beef? Who want beef? It's 'k** or Be k**ed' In these cold streets Of Compton and Long Beach That's why we dont sleep Hold heat and roll deep Low key Gang bang with OG's Bee Gees, YG's, TG's Who want beef? Who want beef? [Outro: Doc Doom (Warcloud)] f*ggot motherf**ers The Gang, n***a The real G's, where you from (Compton) The n***as b**hes, what? f**in' wit us Boy (L.A.) The Black Knights West Coast k**a Bee Gang, n***a Wu-Tang n***a, when we bang this, hear? (Linwood, k**a Beez) n***a n***a, Watts, all that, n***a Straight up, n***a (Inglewood) Where y'all n***as from, man? (Malibu) Hey young'n (Hollywood) Out here tryin' to be like the G's, n***a Straight gangstas, man, we gangstas Homeboy, n***a, just gang bang rap It belongs to us, homeboy (Right, right, right) You know I mean? That bullsh** you speakin' Is on some other sh**, boy, and I mean it 'You Don't Wanna f** Wit Us' (That's exactly what we be sayin')