Who's There?"
(feat. Jarren Benton & Dizzy Wright)
[Hook: Hopsin]
I know how long you've waited (Waited for what?)
For the day all these games end
Knock-knock, who's there? H (H who?)
Knock-knock, who's there? O-P
Knock-knock, who's there? H (H who?)
Knock-knock, who's there? O-P
[Verse 1: Jarren Benton]
A bunch of savages, Hop'll slice the head off a f*****
I wake up in the morning and go raid the medicine cabinet
Every word I spit is murder on the page of this tablet
I spit out a f****** bullet from this gauge at your fabric
I'm not your average Joe, brain battered and slow
A lot of pain, things changed, now I'm stacking this dope
Exclusive new s***, me and Hopsin we too sick
I crack a hater upside his f****** head with a pool stick
Murdering me is like Hop signing to Ruthless
For a second time and then pigs flying on broomsticks
Michael Jackson crawling out of his grave with two kids
b****** squirting [?] out of they two t***
f*** a metaphor, basically n**** you ain't doing it
Hand you a mirror before I murk you, check out the view of this
I'm losing it, serial killer lurking the music biz
Without a mask, I want you b****** to know who the f*** it is
Suffering succotash, rims on a hovercraft
Romantic psychopath, I drown w****s in a bubble bath
It's Mr. Benton n****, y'all fall back
And lick the crease between my a****** and b*******
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Dizzy Wright]
Locked and loaded
Ready to bring the ruckus
Thuggish ruggish
No other rapper can touch it
I'm disgusted, f*** it
Nah, I'm in a rush to put the pressure on
Let it be known, Ask yo girlfriend who she s**tin' on
Better known, It's Mister Knock-Knock the panties down
You a hand-me down, Hammer down what they invested on
Shoulda' left it alone, Shouldn't have left her at home
It gets her off of you, I'm watchin' as she testin' it on
My marijuana scent all up in yo s***
You ain't s***, You as silent as my spit
I gotta couple rappers on my list
Better get established before I get to wrapping up careers
King Dizzy coming to give it to you straight
Taking place, f*** being different
I care about being great
n**** kill the hate
I'm coming just to kill it in yo state
f*** the world, f*** you
Run in place, I penetrate
We the s***
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Hopsin]
Yeah, b**** I didn"t wake up in a new Bugatti
Just in a room of rotten rappers, gruesome bodies I"m killin' like I"m illuminati
I"m f*****' out the blue tsunami, nothin' you can do to stop me, I don"t care if you knew karate or do pilates
You fools are probably (scared?) so gather you stupid posse and get me before I move to Aussy and they crucify me
f*** your new Versace, you can get a cutthroat and deep-throat a d*** "til it"s poking out through your b*******
Swallow the nut whole, this s*** is X-rated
Ya"ll kept playin" on devilish ground "til you met Satan
I stomp on you 'til you chest cave in and neck breaking
You better be keepin" you mouth shut like your breath stinkin'
There really isn't anyway I can be less blatant
So face it, you basically f***, my brain is corrupt
This little bar - I"m raising it up
And you can watch me catapult after you finish licking Jarren"s a*** and nuts
It"s Knock Madness!
(feat. Jarren Benton & Dizzy Wright)
[Hook: Hopsin]
I know how long you've waited (Waited for what?)
For the day all these games end
Knock-knock, who's there? H (H who?)
Knock-knock, who's there? O-P
Knock-knock, who's there? H (H who?)
Knock-knock, who's there? O-P
[Verse 1: Jarren Benton]
A bunch of savages, Hop'll slice the head off a f*****
I wake up in the morning and go raid the medicine cabinet
Every word I spit is murder on the page of this tablet
I spit out a f****** bullet from this gauge at your fabric
I'm not your average Joe, brain battered and slow
A lot of pain, things changed, now I'm stacking this dope
Exclusive new s***, me and Hopsin we too sick
I crack a hater upside his f****** head with a pool stick
Murdering me is like Hop signing to Ruthless
For a second time and then pigs flying on broomsticks
Michael Jackson crawling out of his grave with two kids
b****** squirting [?] out of they two t***
f*** a metaphor, basically n**** you ain't doing it
Hand you a mirror before I murk you, check out the view of this
I'm losing it, serial killer lurking the music biz
Without a mask, I want you b****** to know who the f*** it is
Suffering succotash, rims on a hovercraft
Romantic psychopath, I drown w****s in a bubble bath
It's Mr. Benton n****, y'all fall back
And lick the crease between my a****** and b*******
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Dizzy Wright]
Locked and loaded
Ready to bring the ruckus
Thuggish ruggish
No other rapper can touch it
I'm disgusted, f*** it
Nah, I'm in a rush to put the pressure on
Let it be known, Ask yo girlfriend who she s**tin' on
Better known, It's Mister Knock-Knock the panties down
You a hand-me down, Hammer down what they invested on
Shoulda' left it alone, Shouldn't have left her at home
It gets her off of you, I'm watchin' as she testin' it on
My marijuana scent all up in yo s***
You ain't s***, You as silent as my spit
I gotta couple rappers on my list
Better get established before I get to wrapping up careers
King Dizzy coming to give it to you straight
Taking place, f*** being different
I care about being great
n**** kill the hate
I'm coming just to kill it in yo state
f*** the world, f*** you
Run in place, I penetrate
We the s***
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Hopsin]
Yeah, b**** I didn"t wake up in a new Bugatti
Just in a room of rotten rappers, gruesome bodies I"m killin' like I"m illuminati
I"m f*****' out the blue tsunami, nothin' you can do to stop me, I don"t care if you knew karate or do pilates
You fools are probably (scared?) so gather you stupid posse and get me before I move to Aussy and they crucify me
f*** your new Versace, you can get a cutthroat and deep-throat a d*** "til it"s poking out through your b*******
Swallow the nut whole, this s*** is X-rated
Ya"ll kept playin" on devilish ground "til you met Satan
I stomp on you 'til you chest cave in and neck breaking
You better be keepin" you mouth shut like your breath stinkin'
There really isn't anyway I can be less blatant
So face it, you basically f***, my brain is corrupt
This little bar - I"m raising it up
And you can watch me catapult after you finish licking Jarren"s a*** and nuts
It"s Knock Madness!