Luyện nghe bài hát Knock, Knock

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

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

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

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

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

Yo knock, knock, who the is bangin' at my door?
Is it abstract commercial or
Better know who the fuck they for
They want more

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

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

Check it, breakthrough, incomprehensible
Rap that make you, convinced it's
Lease up my words, hazardous
The most research the data

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

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

Yo knock, knock, who the is bangin' at my door?
Is it abstract commercial or
Better who the fuck they lookin' for
They want more

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

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

'Cuz travelers are light years beyond
The Clan had a bomb that made the world
my own future, I'm used to
Damaging MC's then with producers

Whose main makin' cereal from two of serial
Hold, song's playin' weak ass material
We all peak at a point in time
you see the sign, decide

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

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