Knock, Knock Lyrics - The Genius Gza

I'm the out scene slang kicker with no parental sticker 

Risin' y'all that wise words is much slicker 

Under circumstances label advances 

Ample opportunity, infinite chances 

The rhyme, the unrelated beef, I don't stress 

I seen many killed for inifinte-e-less 

Ya, raps need a clips that packed with lies 

Cowardlessly ya shot up those innocently wise 

In extra long verses hundred bars the lim' 

The percentage of the truth in the rhyme is one tenth 

A solid mass of minerals, easily broke down 

Hard rock MC's ya nothin' but compound 

Sparked by the endless greed of CEO's 

In the videos with those questionable flows 

Take it twenty-six, cut it down to four bars, make it a hook 

If it's not I'm sure to send a book 

Knock, knock, who the fuck is bangin' at my door? 

Is it abstract commercial or hardcore? 

Better know who the fuck they lookin' for 

'Cuz they don't want more 

Yo knock, knock, who the fuck is bangin' at my door? 

Is it abstract commercial or hardcore? 

Better know who the fuck they lookin' for 

They don't want more 

The cream of the crop, we run circles that remain symmetrical 

With lightnin' victories that's highly electrical 

My microphone is just too hot to handle 

Plus, I don't fill ya ears with the Pennister's scandal 

I gift wrap the sawed-off, the DeeJay pump it 

March to the sounds of Armstrong's trumpet 

Great things satisfied great minds 

You want me to paint scenes describe it in eight lines 

Check it, conceptional breakthrough, incomprehensible 

Rap that make you, convinced it's invincible 

Lease up my words, powerful hazardous 

The most dedicated research the data 

This info tempo is gatherin' momentum 

A thousand rounds of ammo one of them was spentin' 

Applied science to, vocals we flyin' through 

Victorious always because I am who? 

Knock, knock, who the fuck is bangin' at my door? 

Is it abstract commercial or hardcore? 

Better know who the fuck they lookin' for 

'Cuz they don't want more 

Yo knock, knock, who the fuck is bangin' at my door? 

Is it abstract commercial or hardcore? 

Better know who the fuck they lookin' for 

They don't want more 

I wrote this rhyme with a Sharpie, you see this dark key 

Ignition's for those with keys, who wanna start me up? 

That's where nature and nightmare come merge 

Put ya hole in so much inside ya gotta splurge 

On these snakes with the things that, poke through your denim 

When ya move it accelerates the action of the venom 

But the purity and sacrifice gettin' stung twice 

From those who know dikes to cars that deep right 

'Cuz rhyme travelers are light years beyond 

The Clan had a bomb that made the world respond 

Considering my own future, I'm used to 

Damaging MC's then pollyin' with producers 

Whose main makin' cereal from two tracks of serial 

Hold, that song's playin' weak ass material 

We all peak at a singular point in time 

Till you see the sign, decide 

Knock, knock, who the fuck is bangin' at my door? 

Is it abstract commercial or hardcore? 

Better know who the fuck they lookin' for 

'Cuz they don't want more 

Yo knock, knock, who the fuck is bangin' at my door? 

Is it abstract commercial or hardcore? 

Better know who the fuck they lookin' for 

They don't want more