ALL THE WAY (Henry Knox Rapping ...

ALL THE WAY - Knox-Em

(Henry Knox Rapping Parody)

Set on September 31, 1789

Intro: (Start of beat)

Nah, I ain’t here to diss nobody, to kill nobody, to do shit like that, I’m just tryna tell y’all ‘bout my life, y’feel me?

Verse: (0:17)

I would’ve called myself mental in 1750 if I knew I’d be slimin’ out mothafuckas for treason.

Mama was a homemaker, and dad had to bend over backwards for his boss just to please him.

And for as long I could till I had to drop out, education was my beacon.

Yeah, I studied Greek, Latin, arithmetic, European history, the works.

But I ain’t tryna flex or guilt-trip no mothafuckas, I mean, I was poor, but I wasn’t the first.

Yeah, shoutout to my parents, they been workin’ hella hard to support me since my birth.

I ain’t have shit handed to me, I had to fight for worth on this planet Earth.

Yeah, you could say I thugged in the hood, I was a gang member.

Yeah, my routine was puttin’ Percs in the lean before watchin’ an opp get dismembered.

But I didn’t unpledge my allegiance before it was a thing, strolled in the bar and wouldn’t answer no questions from the bartender.

Then my fuckin’ father left and died when I was 12 and at 20, I watched some losterbacks pop five randos.

Yeah, I saw the death, then they said they’d kill me, so I told their smelly-asses to first put on some HL Mando.

Yeah, and I got two fully loaded revolvers, you better not laugh, bro.

Yeah, I did that ‘cause I figured it’d be my peak before.

But then, I hooked up with a fuckin’ actress like her first name was Lenore.

Nah, I’m fuckin’ wit’ ya, I didn’t ‘cause I was smart and didn’t wanna wire alimony to a whore.

Then I said ‘Fuck the bookstore and fuck the Train’, I cofounded my own place for artillery.

Wishin’ I was rich, playin’ chess on some ebony and bustin’ a Rolex, then poppin’ oxys in a car bought from Tillery.

But I didn’t forget education, read three books a week like it was a trilogy.

Fuck a Jack Daniel, I don’t need to stand on business to get that whiskey cellar like it was Tennessee.

Yeah, then I joined the Sons of Liberty, played guard to get North pissed, yeah, said ‘shove this tea up your ass’ to Rivington.

Yeah, I don’t like loyalists, of speakin’ of a trilogy, I’m so good I became a champ 3 times like Shaun Livingston.

Yeah, got so much love for these drugs I’ll throw away the Ruger if it ain’t a smoking gun.

And I’m the only guy British won’t call a deadbeat, I’d never let a hoe’s skirt come undone.

So forget ‘bout the escorts, when I swear faithfulness, it’s firm and not loosely.

It’s not that hard to treat yo girl right, hol’ up, gotta spoil her wit’ some Gucci.

Don’t diss me, I’ll stick to chillin’, leave ‘em so pissed they go goofy.

Yeah, married her ‘cause I won’t punish a sheep, tell Lucy’s father ain’t nothin’ he can do ‘bout it.

Yeah, tell this opposite his word isn’t law, ain’t like we on the radio, I’ll just tune out if he doesn’t allow it.

Yeah, I’ve had it made all by myself, I can make hunnids, I don’t need an allowance.

Yeah, gon’ have her family fake beggin’ when they see I made more then Mason Thames, hunnids of millis amountin’.

Then they fuckin’ disowned her, she was [rocked[(Refer to the Mason Thames annotation as to why I put this) but I told her not to worry, I’d go make her a family.

Yeah, I wanted her happy, so I went to the war for more bucks to see if she’d live more happily.

Yeah, SIege of Boston, had a cause and caught me a casualty.

Yeah, but I just wanted quick peace, it irked me to catch a body so casually.

But I promised myself it was only for the cause, and I held myself accountable.

Would’ve stayed home if it weren’t for the cause, hunnids of millis was my account in full.

Yeah, had to slow down, couldn’t run that shit up no more or my money’d become uncountable.

I ain’t one to back down, stood with my commander through New York and New Jersey.

I don’t even need a good excuse, I just pop in, take the artillery to Cambridge, then pop the Loyalist clergy.

Then 1783, British chickened out, I got my guys their freedom and that’s the end of my journey.

Outro: (3:20)

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