A Beautiful Thing

[Chorus: Ill Knob]<br>Up in this thing of our`s we devour c-cipher power<br>My Klik move like Navy Seals and nuclear showers<br>On the streets we rollin with beats and mad heat<br>We talkin dumb loud, niggaz ain`t even discreet<br><br>[Ill Knob]<br>Eh yo, this thing of our`s should be treated with respect<br>Anythin else should bring forth a slug to your neck<br>Me and my people get even with the enemy you sleepin with<br>So, where creepin at? My eyes is always peepin that<br>Now I`m keepin that, gotta ride off the camp<br>Move, who you beepin at? We saw you reapin that<br>Release the strap, get in the back cuz I`m takin this rap<br>Where the money at? Now we `bout to pound you with bats<br>Hate to see it, you wanna be tough? So be it<br>I`ma treat ya like ya heathin it `til you stop breathin it<br>It`s Ill Knob, ya wanna be God? Come amongst<br>I`ll introduce Lord Ramel from the Bronx<br>With Kenny Fingers, Rowdy Raheem and Adriatic<br>The K to the G to the B, Klik Ga Bow blows the static<br><br>[Chorus x2]<br><br>[Ill Knob]<br>Yo, he`s a friend of our`s, a made man in his clan<br>Negociatin with the yakaza out in Japan<br>We hittin foreign lands, got ten men in Finland<br>Just waitin on the word my niggaz ready to send<br>I got a puch filled with diamonds, big rocks crazy shinin<br>Took it to my man Don-Don the Dooga<br>He said, "Forget about it, it`s frig-azy", you niggaz`ll drive me crazy<br>When the shots stop, mad gun smoke hits pave the skies, eh?<br>You don`t even believe it that I`m livin so trife<br>Yea, I live by the gun and probbaly die by the knife<br>What is life? A hitch-house, I got shot twice<br>The Ill Knob hard to get rid of like lice<br>Whatever, I sport my slug-proof like pleather<br>And if I get hit, my name will live for ever<br><br>[Chorus x2]<br><br>[Ill Knob]<br>I`m at this club of our`s, in the back countin the dough stack<br>Meetin with the Fam about a counter-attack<br>We sat for 80 minutes, still the plan just wasn`t finished<br>Cuz some of `em was spotted in the village, cold grinished<br>It`s ok, they gotta pay for they foolishness<br>Disrespectin our things and no respect for Power things<br>and the very sour thing, let`s see who coward then<br>At the gun blaze, droppin fu-gaze<br>Behind the shower thing, you`ll find a tower thing<br>Y`all niggaz bring that to me, y`all know the writin`s legit<br>These niggaz never understand it `til the fire get lit<br>Ill Knob give it to `em in a firey pit, for...<br><br>[Chorus x2]<br><br>[Outro: Ill Knob, (Raheem)]<br>Up in this thing of our`s (word)<br>This thing of our`s (the clan)<br>This thing of our`s (respect yours)<br>This thing of our`s (will never be)<br>This thing of our`s (symbolic)<br>It`s a beautiful thing (heh, yea, word)<br>This thing of our`s (so don`t fuckin think, aight?)<br>This thing of our`s (this thing of our`s)<br>This thing of our`s (cough)