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letra de good knight - sivade

[verse 1: sivade]
i be going off of the top when i could right
i’m tryna run sh-t, be on my sug knight
she don’t want good guys, she wants the hood type
put her to sleep with the blade like good night
she keep the stick for her master, good knight
i can’t pop out if the scene don’t look right
i take his life before that n-gga took mine
siegfried, dragging my blade, now he shook, right?
this is the good life, but you ain’t making it back
grip the blade and rip a hater in half
sivade altered, now i’m taking your cash
i grip the mic, they call me saber of black
ducking weirdos, f-ck a hero
wet ’em up, red at his top, it’s nero
you ain’t a threat, b-tch, you not a tier close
ain’t talking fate, but your squad some zeros
in the holy grail war, i had to go get it
i been busy, so i haven’t got to spaz in a minute
rapping, i get a milli off of that, then i’m winning
we ain’t in the same class, you beginning
everyone in my class head to the bag, never switching
everyone in your class coming in last at the finish
i just stay in my circle, whipping up magic and getting
everyone on the team up, then it’s back to the business
smacking a b-tch n-gga for f-cking with salter
age of the gods, so i’m never gone falter
i need a baddie, she looking like jalter
swimming in gold, gilgamesh, i’m a baller
stand on my wins, now i’m six feet taller
might pull the stick out or rock ’em – arthur
she call me master, she slide when i call her
excalibur shape n-ggas up like a barber
[verse 2: callon b]
uh, shape up, gotta go harder
pen dragon, i feel like i’m arthur
on point, you’d think i’m an archer
either way i’m dying a martyr, yeah
holy grail, i done rose again
bloodborne for the summonance
she calling me master, it’s all in the covenant
n0ble phantasm so voluptuous
b and sivade ’bout to f-ck up the city
swear by the hair of my chinny
chin chin you know the business, give me the zenny
my pockets fatter than lynn lynn, who f-cking with me
b-tch, it’s a win win, we getting litty
step in the zen den puffing like chimney
i think a servant is coming to get me
but i’m for certain, he’s meeting his ending
this sh-t ritualistic
she wanna stay night, i’m on some pimp sh-t
know how the blade works, sh-t is unlimited
good with the saber – the way she be gripping it
heard what you doing, and these are the differences
my sh-t hit with some sort of significance
premeditated, each cut is meticulous
all of us moving with no further incidents
who said chivalry dead
i put fear into man were in demand
b-tch, show me the benjis
i wear it all on my sleeve like senji
you finna see more dead when i go hard, body like mordred
sh-t can get morbid
when you on top, but look down to a pile of corpses
it was all worth it, b-tch
[verse 3: jamar rose]
my class too different, i got a blade that’s gon’ come out and slice the whole town when i pivot
a gun that’s gon’ spark off the side of my hip, the phantasm shoot boulders, it’s leaving them finished
the body is different, i’m built like berserker, and i’m breaking the earth in a matter of minutes
you might as well call me the ruler, i’m standing above in this world, that’s my only position
holy grail gold what i got on my wrist
shawty, she a rider, she gon’ sit on my d-ck
saber of red know why that is
covered in blood if we throwing the fists
i done beat up so many, add you to my list
i done won the grail four times and this is my fifth
i’mma summon a servant, five stars on the b-tch
y’all not summing servants, y’all peasants and sh-t
command seal, got a b-tch tryna eat out my hand, now she tryna rip up my pants, oh d-mn
rin – how i move with these rocks on my hands, and if you want it, we probably can dance
blue on my body, get hit with this lance, the way that i’m spamming, he don’t got a chance
strung that boy right up in front of his fans, they was all panicking, don’t have a plan
how much to stop? probably a grand, you gon’ need more just to stop my advance
gripping excalibur, holding my stance, and i’m ending you all, i can’t give up the chance
step on the field, then i’m stomping them out, and i feel like berserker – how i’m k!lling these ants
boy, you a long way out, i’mma say good knight, sleep tight catching these hands

- sivade

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