Luyện nghe bài hát Knock, Knock

I'm the out scene kicker with no parental sticker
Risin' y'all that wise words is slicker
Under circumstances label
Ample opportunity, chances

The rhyme, the unrelated beef, I stress
I seen killed for inifinte-e-less
Ya, raps need a clips that packed lies
Cowardlessly ya shot up innocently wise

In extra long verses hundred bars the
The percentage of the in the rhyme is one tenth
A mass of minerals, easily broke down
Hard rock MC's ya but compound

by the endless greed of CEO's
In the videos with those flows
it twenty-six, cut it down to four bars, make it a hook
If it's not I'm to send a book

Knock, knock, who the fuck is at my door?
Is it abstract or hardcore?
Better who the fuck they lookin' for
they don't want more

Yo knock, knock, who the fuck is at my door?
Is it abstract or hardcore?
Better know who the fuck they for
don't want more

The of the crop, we run circles that remain symmetrical
With lightnin' victories that's highly
My is just too hot to handle
Plus, I don't ya ears with the Pennister's scandal

I gift wrap the sawed-off, the pump it
to the sounds of Armstrong's trumpet
Great things great minds
You me to paint scenes describe it in eight lines

Check it, conceptional breakthrough,
Rap make you, convinced it's invincible
up my words, powerful hazardous
The most dedicated research the

This info tempo is gatherin'
A thousand rounds of ammo one of was spentin'
Applied to, vocals we flyin' through
always because I am who?

Knock, knock, who the fuck is bangin' at my
Is it abstract or hardcore?
Better who the fuck they lookin' for
'Cuz they don't more

Yo knock, knock, who the fuck is at my door?
Is it abstract commercial or
know who the fuck they lookin' for
They don't more

I wrote this rhyme with a Sharpie, you see dark key
for those with keys, who wanna start me up?
That's where nature and come merge
Put ya hole in so much ya gotta splurge

On these snakes with the things that, through your denim
When ya move it accelerates the of the venom
But the purity and sacrifice gettin' stung
From those who dikes to cars that deep right

'Cuz rhyme are light years beyond
The Clan had a bomb that made the respond
Considering my own future, I'm to
Damaging MC's then pollyin' producers

Whose main makin' from two tracks of serial
Hold, that playin' weak ass material
We all peak at a point in time
Till you see the sign,

Knock, knock, who the fuck is bangin' at my
Is it abstract commercial or
Better know who the fuck lookin' for
'Cuz don't want more

Yo knock, knock, who the is bangin' at my door?
Is it commercial or hardcore?
Better know who the fuck they for
They don't more