Hopsin, Jarren Benton, Dizzy Wright - Who's There? lyrics

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

Yah (Jarren B) a bunch of savages
Hop'll slice the head off a faggot
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 fuckin' bullet from
This gauge at your fabric (Blaow)
I'm not your average Joe
Brain pattern is slow
A lot of pain, things changed
Now I'm stackin' this dope


Exclusive new shit, me and Hopsin
We too sick
I crack a hater upside his fuckin'
Head with a pool stick
Murderin' me is like Hop signin' to Ruthless
For a second time and then
Pigs flyin' on broomsticks
Michael Jackson crawlin' out of his
Grave with two kids (Hee hee)
Bitches squirtin' St ides liquor out
Of they two tit's
Fuck a metaphor, basically, nigga
You ain't doin' it
Hand you a mirror before I murk you
Check out a view in it i'm losin' it
Serial killer lurked in the music biz
Without a mask
I want you bitches to know who the fuck it is
Sufferin' succotash, rims on a hovercraft
Romantic psychopath
I drown whores in a bubble bath
It's Mr benton, nigga, y'all fall back
And lick the crease between
My asshole and ballsack, bitch!
(Ha)

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

Yo, locked and loaded
Ready to bring the ruckus (The ruckus)
Thuggish ruggish
No other rapper can touch it
I'm disgusted, fuck it
Now I'm in a rush to put the pressure on
Let it be known
Aks your girlfriend who she sextin' on
(No, no, no) better known as Mister
Knock-Knock The-Panties-Down
You a hand-me down
Hammer down what they invested on
(Like what?) shoulda left it alone
Shouldn't have left her at home
Them gifts she bought for you
I'm watchin' as she testin' it on
(Let 'em know)
My marijuana scent all up in your shit
(In your s)
You ain't shit, you as solid as my spit
I got a couple rappers on my list
Better get established 'fore I get
To wrappin' up careers
King Dizzy, comin' to give it to you straight
Take your place, fuck being different
I care about bein' great
Nigga, kill the hate
I'm comin' just to kill it in your state
Fuck the world, fuck you, run in place
I penetrate we the shit

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 (yeah)

Bitch, I didn’t wake up in no new Bugatti
(Nah) just in a room of
Rotten rappers' gruesome bodies
I’m killin' like I’m illuminati (Woo)
I’m fuckin' out the blue tsunami
Nuttin' you can do to stop me
I don’t care if you knew karate or do pilates
(Argh) you fools are probably scattered so
Gather your stupid posse
And get me before I move to
Aussie and they crucify me
Fuck your new Versace
You can get a cut throat
And deep-throat a dick 'til it’s
Pokin' out through your butthole
Swallow the nut whole, this shit is X rated
Y'all kept playin’ on devilish ground
'til you met Satan
I stomp on you 'til your chest
Cave in and neck breakin'
You better be keepin’ your mouth
Shut like your breath stankin' (Damn)
There really isn't any way I
Could be less blatant
So face it, you basically fucked
My brain is corrupt
This little bar, I’m raisin' it up
And you can watch me catapult
After you finish lickin' Jarren’s
Anus and nuts, it’s Knock Madness

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