Black Knights From The Dirt Up Lyrics

From The Dirt Up Lyrics

f/ Sandman







[Intro: Doc Doom]



Yeah, it's the world's greatest



Black Knights, yeah



Come from the dirt on up



Straight nuttin', nigga



Zip, zero, mothafuckin' zilch



Comin', straight shinin'



Do that shit







[Chorus 2X: singer]



Startin' From the Dirt Up, niggas gettin' murdered



Livin' in these ghetto streets



Switchin' for a come up, how can you come up?



Livin' in these ghetto streets







[Doc Doom]



The only way's up, cuz a nigga been down too long



Lost peers and shed tears, a nigga done frown too long



In these ghetto streets where we settle peace with metal heats



So many murdered fleets, I can't sleep, you peddle rocks in the street



That street value is dirt cheap, hustle amongst thieves



And creep, snakes and chiefs, that'll do anything to makes ends meet



That's why my family ties, bloodlines run deep through my veins



But it's hard to feel the stress of another man's pain



Through the rain comes the sunshine



It's hard to survive in the hood with just one nine



That's why my grind'll never stop



Til me and my niggas are sittin' on yachts, pollyin' stocks



From the Dirt Up







[singer]



Ohh.. ohh.. ohh..







[Monk]



I woke up quick, it was about a quarter to noon



Realized a nigga had to be in Compton soon



And I never listened to my mother



It went through one ear and out the other



My style as a juvenile, I ran with a gang



Slang in the meanwhile, just to have change



Fascinated by the street life, want all thangs



White walls, hundred spokes



I never rock murder-ones, cuz I sport low shields and locs



Forties, chronic, weed and the wet smoke



Cuz I'm a gangsta at havin' fun



I never left the south, without packin' a gun



I put fools in check, pull triggers, hot slugs'll put you in check



From the Dirt Up







[Chorus 2X]







[Sandman]



From the Dirt Up, niggas ain't knowin' what we be doin'



West Coast, what? Killa Bees, rippin' and ruin



Keepin' it true in, any form, shape or fashion



Holler at my niggas 'bout some drama, it's on and crackin'



We stay mashin', whatever happen, it's on



Cock my pistol as the bullets whistle straight to ya dome



Leavin' haters alone, cuz we don't fuck with fake niggas



Game recognize game, that's why we clicked up with RZA



Give a nigga just a minute to spit a few lines



And watch me flip it like a verb cuz I want the whole nine



And I holds mine, ain't no time to sleep where we hangin'



That's why I'm bangin' with these niggas, yellin', Knights or Nathan



From the Dirt Up







[singer]



Ohh.. ohh.. ohh..







[Crisis]



Yeaaaaah!



While you niggas star-struck, me and my niggas stickin' stars up



Steppin' to us is steap as water, at all times



Far rhymes, delivered in the purest forms



Did order livin', would be dead in in jail, but yo, I proved mine



Did wrong, movin' on, with the script, so I spit the gift



Got 'em frost bit, frozen stiff, From the Dirt Up, word up



Nann Nigga bet' not hurt a hair on my nigga's head or I manifest the murder



Not on wax but on the crevices, bumps and cracks of the streets, reality rap



Too much for ya salary cap



Yo, the flow is priceless, Crisis dominate mic devices



Competition end up pumped up, exit lifers



Steppin' to the almighty like they wanna speak a peak



of God's widey, From the Dirt Up







[Chorus 4X]