Lyrics Ghetto Psalms of the Knight (Intro) - Frank Knight

America, America my block where they tear you up
Also known as Babylon where things ain′t fair enough
I'm where the hurting lies where we hurt with lies
We wish to reverse the hearse and reverse the cries
This for every ghetto superstar more dirty than Pras
Seeking a fly dime like Mya as they prize
If you a rider down to ride don′t go ghost come ride
Corrupted by these grams so in a instant we go live
We documented on camera all the plans we got
And the main plan is the plan to never get got
A lot talk the dream but ain't really stove top hot
Who place baking soda in saw gold came out the pot
And like Fort Knox our gold put us in green like a leprechaun
Animals on my team they leopards with weapons on
Smooth no stopping them they sick like leprosy
And the only way you spotting them is when it's death you see
The darkness in the light we down to catch reck
The silhouette, who sell you wet for a fresh check
But it′s all off the books like Kanye knowledge
History taught us move as strong as a Pompeii conquest
Take over with a tongue as cunning a chick who a freak
Give em extraordinary unordinary fantasies
Don′t sell regular dreams give that MLK speech
Something to give chills to the next century
But still keep it discrete this ain't sesame street
... Over here G′s don't speak
They move big birds, teach kid workers be right with the count
Or else you goin′ be canned for the green like Oscar The Grouch
Many say they g's but they don′t know what they mean
Until you show them they weak and ain't Idi Amin
But bon-voyage time to fall from your own mirage
Thought you was a hard guy then pigs got you hogtied
Realized too late you ain't meant for hard time
Showed your colors dropped your flag you ain′t squad ride
Went from squad car into P.C. like hard-drives
Dropped names from A to Z, guess it ain′t doe or die
And the deal you got was weak and that's on God
Should of stayed in school and got a full time job