Luyện nghe bài hát Knock, Knock

I'm the out scene slang kicker no parental sticker
Risin' y'all that words is much slicker
Under circumstances advances
Ample opportunity, chances

The rhyme, the unrelated beef, I don't
I seen killed for inifinte-e-less
Ya, raps need a clips packed with lies
Cowardlessly ya shot up those innocently

In extra long hundred bars the lim'
The percentage of the truth in the is one tenth
A solid of minerals, easily broke down
Hard rock ya nothin' but compound

Sparked by the endless of CEO's
In the videos with those questionable
Take it twenty-six, cut it down to bars, make it a hook
If it's not I'm sure to send a

Knock, knock, who the is bangin' at my door?
Is it commercial or hardcore?
know who the fuck they lookin' for
'Cuz they want more

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

The cream of the crop, we run that remain symmetrical
With lightnin' victories that's electrical
My microphone is just too hot to
Plus, I don't fill ya ears with the Pennister's

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Knock, knock, who the fuck is bangin' at my
Is it commercial or hardcore?
Better know who the fuck they for
'Cuz they don't want

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