Lyrics:
knock, respect Wu
Ayo I put it on a nigga, shit it on a nigga
Turnin' Christian to a certified sinner
The bomb I release, time pent up (explodes)
to explain this?
Feel reclused in my own body
Feeling trapped by my old ideas
The spew out shit on my new I.Ps
The VIP credentials got me feeling so special
Now, I'll tell ya a tale that'll bust yer heart
That only a few people knew, ta start
It all took place when our concert tour was booked
Now, if I call her on the telephone
And tell her that I'm all alone
By the time I count from one to four
I hear her [KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK] on my
Alright parents go head tuck the kids in, PG time is over
This goes out to all the macks in the industry
Huh, alright roll the tape
(Yo, rest day
and red nights
Got me feeling them Blue skies and red nights
Let me tell you There’s no time like summer time
When the sun shines, i’m loving life
Im fine
and narrow but
I walk the line
I’m just an ole’ boy
Lookin’ for a good time
I might tell a fib
Maybe three or four
It’s Those Little Lies
I can’t tell no more
knock on your door
3 4 you open your heart
Baby 5 6 7 8
1 2 I knock on your door
3 4 you open your heart
Tell me what could be
1 2 I’m going crazy
girl
Came to the city at 3
Cos her parents wanted to see
What their sons and daughters could be
By getting degrees they wouldn’t get in their Motherland
a gun x3
And shot Cupid
[Bridge]x2
Knock knock
Who's there?
I cant answer
Don't you dare
[Bridge 2]
Knock knock
Who's there?
I brought you flowers
Make dem listen
Charlie King size no de3 mentumi ngyae Joo
May3 addicted .
Wei meeb) ne Too Raw meeda a , yaa meb) naked
Charlie music no be by
if I call him on the telephone
And tell him that I'm all alone
By the time I count from one to four
I hear him [KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK] on my
feet and body
I know she won't be discrete (she'll tell everyone)
Every morning she'll knock me off my feet and body
(?) She won't be discrete about
[Starang]
Starang forever like Wu Tang my crew brings drama
Hangin your ass upside down by ya shoe strings
Smoke tell em how we doin this
Yeah
Bust A Brick, I might
Throw down in a fit
Call me Nick, I got 3:43 to spit
One second off
But I'm still gon' make a hit
Put my trust in the Lord
alive
You can see it In my eyes, when I write I tell no lies
Puttin in that overtime, tryin to make the stars align
Im gone rhyme until I find, that
the right place
At the right time
And I been drinkin' I'm not
Really in my right mind
The wrong move'll make a nigga
Grab the right nine
Knock your livin'
the reverend
I'll probably lose my hearing by the time I'm twenty-seven
It's a shame
But I need that bang
To vibrate my frame
ABS my game
Have to do
4, 3, 2, 1
[redman] hahh [method] hah
[method] yeah [redman] yeahhh
[ll cool j] make it butter
[redman] I'm gonna bankhead bounce!
[ll cool j] no
alias Makaveli
So what they tell me through the grapevine
Niggas ain't tryin' to see me paid
They rather take mine retaliation takes time
Create rhymes
[Starang]
Starang forever like Wu Tang my crew brings drama
Hangin your ass upside down by ya shoe strings
Smoke tell em how we doin this
Mm, um, yeah
Palms sweatin', guess it's time for the murder
My nigga my nerve, I swerve left you dead on the curb
Tell his family get them black
round town with the top off
(Top off)
If you ain't giving top
Getting dropped off (Dropped off)
1 hit of this a knock yo socks off
(Socks off)
Nigga you
I told you it’s my time
I beg you don’t waste my time
Kwan na wosed3 oy3 hu no burner me mansan
Obiala aa ctryi me biaa wo nbisa odan krampan
I told
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