PBS by Kno Mad Lyrics
Ahh, they chant, as He returns from the hip-hop oracle/ she said, sorry son shit bout to get horrible/ Stack words build raps like pyramids/ ask your nearest conspirasist/ how an illiterate degenerate generate the lyricist/ manipulate the crowd like sorceress/ Spirit of a different pen possess this/
Cheif rocka Sure shota
He grab an L before liquor/ rather roll green flick boogey picker/ then make a gas face for a picture/ back stage mate with a switch hitter/ can't stop bad brakes hold a mic til the skin blister/
Kno Mad do the spitten/ Sharp a looper like Bruce willis/
Dont be shy/ clone say hi/ he stay by your side like nationwide/ and always think he right/ like a the customer/ collect up front or be fronted in the slump of a/ needed, transform like even stevens bumping the/ skills to pass shits rolling down hill/ never bunkered up/
Hold up...
In hale happy thoughts packed like gun control/ and you can be sure kno always got two for the road/
Cheif rocka Sure shota
He grab an L before liquor/ rather roll green flick boogey picker/ then make a gas face for a picture/ back stage mate with a switch hitter/ can't stop bad brakes hold a mic til the skin blister/
Kno Mad do the spitten/ Sharp a looper like Bruce willis/
Dont be shy/ clone say hi/ he stay by your side like nationwide/ and always think he right/ like a the customer/ collect up front or be fronted in the slump of a/ needed, transform like even stevens bumping the/ skills to pass shits rolling down hill/ never bunkered up/
Hold up...
In hale happy thoughts packed like gun control/ and you can be sure kno always got two for the road/