Nightbreed lyrics

[Verse 1: Oddbrawl the Lyrical Juggernaut (AKA Kev)]
I don’t need
The use of a gat. I’ll make due with a bat like hoodlum cats
In all black used to do when they were back
In 1947. f*ck around with Kevin
Fire sh*t like Jackie Rob in the bottom of 11
Everything in my circ*mference red, no joke
Do a n*gga ugly right in front of his folks
Dead on the counter, put his ass in a yoke, have him
Nodding like I’m the rubber hose, needle, and dope—remember that
(Remember that) Revive the chump with a smack
Virgin cat, take his hand, makе him feel on the gat
.38 revolver? Could havе killed you with that. I’m not
Kidding. Nightbreed not fiction but fact

[Hook: K.A. the Verbal Shogun]
And I be N-I-G-H-T
B-R-double-E-D
And I be N-I-G-H-T
B-R-double-E-D
And I be N-I-G-H-T
B-R-double-E-D

[Verse 2: K.A. the Verbal Shogun]
Hot heads
And cold hearts, dangerous mixture. I carry
Things that hit ya. I’m into street arts, concrete’s
The frame, the brains the picture
I ain’t trained to be a silent ninja, my style are found
But four-fives’ll injure. Try to surrender ‘less your body lined
With fenders. I’ll send a few, them hollows dented you
Put you prolly in the same dirt Most High invented you
As my new TEC blows, leave y’all
With two wet holes (Two wet holes). When I fly through the hood
There’s reports of UFOs. I ain’t the type to be
Pulling a knife, my bullets’ll slice, fighting wouldn’t suffice
Your hand game is shivering, your man name
Is cinnamon, and you made of sugar and spice. I can’t
See a n*gga wanting dough from me knowing how I
Stroke from three, but if he do, hopefully I soak
His tee, have his shirt mostly looking like potpourri
(Dead) Po’ would never notice me. You can’t
Cope with NB
[Hook: K.A. the Verbal Shogun] (x2)
And I be N-I-G-H-T
B-R-double-E-D
And I be N-I-G-H-T
B-R-double-E-D
And I be N-I-G-H-T
B-R-double-E-D