Luyện nghe bài hát Knock, Knock

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

The rhyme, the unrelated beef, I stress
I seen many killed for
Ya, raps a clips that packed with lies
Cowardlessly ya shot up those innocently

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Knock, knock, who the fuck is at my door?
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
know who the fuck they lookin' for
They want more

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

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

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

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

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

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