Knockin At My Door

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African King Fre$h

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Knock knock who's there
Some cat named Clark
As in Clark Kent
But he ain't no Super Man
Not T'Challa neither coz he ain't no super hero
Just a foul cat who's a traitor like Peter
I met him
Standing in line at Absa bank when it was called Barclays
Before we parted ways
Struck up a convo that turned into a chat
Bout how we could make sum bread building cars from scraps
Roger that
Just give me the word
I know a chick who's always takin trips to Joburg
We put our dough together we can get it for cheap
Just tell me when you ready we can set it my gee
Three days later
This girl was flying out
Clark was at the airport helping her with luggage
Her trip was paid for this time coz Clark funded it
Told her
Hit us as soon as she met the plug and em
Of course using that word loosely
Two days went by
She quiet as a church mouse
I had to learn about her whereabouts through social media
Coz every greeting was followed by
You heard about a chick named so and so?
Stuck in immigration at OT
My instincts told me to chill and stay low key
The headline made me choke
Our chick got busted
With 2 keys of coke
My cell phone was ringing off the hook for weeks
Till cops showed up at my door demanding to speak
I ain't a drug pusher just coz money is tough
They laughed then said Well you coming with us
I brought up Clark
They said yeah, we seen him
Three times said he didn't know you like Peter
The cock crowed before sundown
If I had seen his snake eyes I could've
Just had his ass gunned down

Knock knock
I think the devil's knockin' at my door
Eh yo who's there?
I think the devil's knockin' at my door
What's up God
I think the devil's knockin' at my door
Hey lord I think the devil's knockin' at my door

Knock knock, who's there?
Bruh, you should've seen her
Foxy little mami named Regina
She was pushin' a cherry red beamer
Three series interior was smelling like reefer
LSK diva
She met me at Debonair's
Trying to get pizza
She telling me she feeling my style
She wants to take me to her crib
Show me what she's all about
I tried to tell her I was spoken for
She replied if we consenting adults,
Shit we ain't broke a law
Later on I was laid up at her crib
Naked
Bumpin' slow tunes by Freddie Jackson
My whole body sore from all the vigorous action
I'm trapped in this fatal attraction
I dozed off for really what felt like two seconds
Woken up by a nigga who's brandishing a weapon
He had the drop on me
I was butt naked
Your money or your life
This gun please respect it
Hindsight is 20 20 so I still regret it
Thinking with my little head
Almost got me deaded

Devil in a red dress and clear heels, gotta stay away from these Muthafuckaz man

Knock knock
I think the devil's knockin' at my door
Eh yo who's there?
I think the devil's knockin' at my door
What's up God
I think the devil's knockin' at my door
Hey lord I think the devil's knockin' at my door
Knock knock
I think the devil's knockin' at my door
Eh yo who's there?
I think the devil's knockin' at my door
Knock Knock
I think the devil's knockin' at my door
Hey lord I think the devil's knockin' at my door

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