歌曲名 Dark Knights (Feat Wale) (Prod By E Jones)

歌手名 Rapsody

作词：Rapsody

作曲：Rapsody

Dark nights been cold like night veins

Serve chills I'm ill like Mike Caine

Express and I stress the best I'm insane

To these like Miranda

I'm lyrically Bruce Wayne

Pain I felt it and belted it out in sorrow

Broke days way too embarrassed to ask to borrow

A dollar for a quarter a gallon of gas tomorrow

Struggles by the car load had me lower than Carlos

Borders we sorta ignore 'em like a lock yo

No plan drawn still stone cold a Picasso

Nothing quite impossible

something similar to Pac though

Young poet we know it sow it so it'll grow blow

Where the wind take me money'll never make me

No matter where I go so money'll never break me

Though I been broke like pieces of soap pasted

To cleanse my soul bands like grams we raising

Reaching for better it's whatever I'm Kevin Bacon

X men out that want none

a part of my making why

Bane ain't a match for this emcee

And Dark Knight bat wings need a M3

All y'all drool for Ra's al Ghul protégé

I've been cold as Jay

on 3 Kings get schooled

I am the 5'3 Morgan free-flow genius

Underground killer like Bane whole team is

They couldn't cop me now

they stuck underneath me

I took a leap of faith and I climbed up easy

Rap-so-deezy and Eric Jones I Gotham City

I save ya all from the bad rappers in ya city

And let you take a couple jewels like the cat lady

Dark Knights rise again Jamla we back baby

Yea

I say Dark Knights rise again

Jamla we back baby

It's so quick to flip and crown a next king

Trip like crips do the blues make us swing

Low as the flow where chariots rider wings

I decoded the message

arrested by modern bling

We trage lives that never use knives to bring

Themselves up a notch

only took a stab at a dream

Coliseums used to pray to him the Elohim

Witnessed the door to door

and I guarded it like Hakeem

The Idi Amin of all these idiots mean I know

Toe to toe go with the best

that they throw in the ring seen

Lot of despair pair me with

none of them things two left

Feets only dance to the beats with B's we rep

Honesty my history Cherokee and it's African

Deep blue cinnamon

every bit of the black in him

Embrace heritage capitalize like acronyms

We higher seed no need to

deplete it like the Vatican

And Benedict ourself deplenish all our wealth

Never blame a man for misfortune do it yourself