Lyrics Knightshade - LoneWolf Black

KnightShade, KnightShade, KnightShade KnightShade
Don't fuck with the boy named switchblade
Running for the money on a crusade
KnightShade, KnightShade, KnightShade KnightShade
Don't fuck with the boy named switchblade
Running for the money on a crusade

Catching paper cuts on my fingers I'm counting Benjamin's
When I get a check half in the safe half to my regiment
Thinking like a multimillionaire with wavy Brazilian hair
I'm so high up in the hills I see smog in the city air
Friends who left the cause now struggle, ask me if I care
Chilling in my lair sipping the finest wine with cheese to pair
Bank account is off shore all my haters draw four
Aventador seats velour I'm LoneWolf Black the matador

KnightShade,KnightShade,KnightShade KnightShade
Don't fuck with the boy named switchblade
He running for the money on a crusade
KnightShade, KnightShade, KnightShade KnightShade
Don't fuck with the boy named switchblade
He running for the money on a crusade

Sitting in the Throne on the top where I belong
Fuck cutting hands off I'm cutting off the whole arm
I been way too calm, time to turn to final form
Wrecking everything in sight no mercy like magnetic storm
Calculated precision your beef with me needs revision
Envision your excision before your final decision
Took me time to get on I'm saying that my word is bond
Fuck with my paper and i'm a have to feed you to my dogs