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chee malabar - knock knock lyrics

feat. mo
verse 1
knock knock, your boy knocked the door of the hinges
the flow’s so vicious, comatose four ninjas
injures four shoguns, nunchuks spun till the last foe is thrown in
caskets open, till the last foe is thrown in
it’s ronin, honin’, in our zone, and
the omen: some hors-m-n shoutin’ out my slogan
zone is machida’s, you playin’ hulk hogan?
purple plum pulp, while my circle b-mp gums
translatin’ what i did to an awestruck joe rogan
…your boy gettin’ open
broke and numb from smoke and puerto rican rum
leave ‘em choked done, from quotes colder than mortician’s thumbs
born from a vision bred livin’ in slums
my force is a core splittin’ sum
the innermost ring of vicious distant sun

verse 2
stop, drop, shut ‘em down this ain’t b-tton down rap
scr-pyard flag wavin’, rudeboy sound clash
…east indian maaga man
armor on, i salvaged from places where the havoc plays
get fed a knuckle sandwich, have a taste
same recipe bernard made to serve kelly pavlik’s face
last b-st-rd from a rabid race
acid faced and lackin’ the pastors faith
unlocked language and cracked the master’s safe
heir ascendent, i’m takin’ your starter’s place
ace…(cheese)chee’s hard to grate
your boy barged the gates
bars charred, embers flicker when i start another slaughter touring
surf sound waves, hang ten, my slang tends to water board ‘em
approach is a vocal chokehold, the dope flow is kalari
brother be cautious, i’m locked on the octagon
won’t opt to calm till i drop heads or atleast pop an arm

verse 3
mo
ain’t no debate to say this
chee malabar the greatest
writer you ever heard
mo just plain outrageous
my flow phenomenal. should be on honor roll
address you lames like envelopes in thoughts that i chronicle
i got the body blow flow, punchlines and entire body chokeholds, metaphors that break boards in karate dojos
think you hot? n-body know though. while my name ring bells like quasimoto
your peeps dont make a peep up on the beat. we beast ready to eat, we wolves ready to creep, you sheep
we use you as material for the next imi tee, thus ya team get treated like fleece
embarrasing. in comparison to the top levels of the sheraton, son you sweet/suite
me?
call me the most furious, unruliest, rappers get called out like juliet
to honor this, anonymous, hip hop novelist, trying to keep my head above water like hippopatmous
roam through ya metropolis like please stop this sh-t
all you m-th-f-ckas sound the same, you h-m-nyms

- chee malabar lyrics

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