Hopsin - Who’s There lyrics

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Hook:

I know, I know you’ve waited

(Waited for what?)

For the day all these games end and

Knock-knock, who’s there?

H (H who?)

Knock-knock, who’s there?

OP!

Knock-knock, who’s there?

H (H who?)

Knock-knock, who’s there?

OP!

(Jarren Benton)

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 fucking bullet from this gauge at your fabric

I’m not your average Joe, brain pattern is slow

A lot of pain things change, now I’m stackin this dough.

Exclusive, new shit, me and Hopsin we too sick

I crack a hater upside his fucking head with a pool stick.

Murdering me is like Hop signing to Ruthless

For a second time and then pigs flyin on broomsticks

Michael Jackson crawling out of his grave with two kids

Bitches squirt,...*******

Fuck a metaphor, basically nigga, you ain’t doing it

Hand you a mirror before I murder you, check out the view of it

I’m losing it! Serial killer lurked in the music biz

Without a mask, I want you bitches to know who the fuck it is!

"Suckerin succotash" rims on a hovercraft

Romantic psychopath, I drown whores in the bubble bath

It’s Mr. Benton, nigga, y'all fall back

And lick the **bridge** between my asshole and ballsack

Bitch!

Hook:

I know, I know you’ve waited

(Waited for what?)

For the day all these Games end and

Knock-knock, who’s there?

H (H who?)

Knock-knock, who’s there?

OP!

Knock-knock, who’s there?

H (H who?)

Knock-knock, who’s there?

OP!

(Dizzy Wright)

Yo, locked and loaded, ready to bring 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!

Ask your girlfriend who she sexing on!

Better known as Mr. Knock-Knock the panties down

You a hand me down,

Hammer down what they invested on

Should have left it alone, shoudn’t have left her at home

Them gifts she bought for you, I’m watching her while she testing it on

My marijuana scent, all up in your shit

You ain’t shit!

You as solid as my spit!

I got a couple rappers on my list

Better get established 'fore I get the rackin up careers

King Dizzy, comin to give it to you straight

Take your place, fuck being different, I care about being great!

Nigga kill the hate, I’m coming just to kill it in your state

Fuck the world, fuck you, run in place or penetrate!

We the shit!

Hook:

I know, I know you’ve waited

(Waited for what?)

For the day all these games end and

Knock-knock, who’s there?

H (H who?)

Knock-knock, who’s there?

OP!

Knock-knock, who’s there?

H (H who?)

Knock-knock, who’s there?

OP!

Bitch, I ain’t wake up in no new Bugatti

Just in a room of rotten rappers' gruesome bodies

I’m killing like I’m Illuminati

I’m fucking out the blue tsunami

Nothing you could do could stop me

I don’t care if you knew karate or do Pilates!

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 until it's poking out through your butt hole.

Swallow the nut whole, this shit is X-rated

Yall kept playing on devilish ground till you met Satan

I’ll stomp on you till your chest caving and neck breaking

You better be keeping your mouth shut like your breath stinking!

There really isn’t any way I could be less blatant

So face it, you’re basically fucked!

My brain is corrupt

This little bar I'm raising it up

And you can watch me catapult

After you finish licking Jarren's anus and nuts!

It’s Knock Madness

Hook:

I know, I know you’ve waited

(Waited for what?)

For the day all these days end and

Knock-knock, who’s there?

H (H who?)

Knock-knock, who’s there?

OP!

Knock-knock, who’s there?

H (H who?)

Knock-knock, who’s there?

OP!

Thanks to jesse head for correcting these lyrics

Thanks to Blake Evan for correcting these lyrics