笨小笨Knock歌词由Tech N9ne&Conway the Machine&X-Raided&Joyner Lucas演唱，出自专辑《BLISS》，下面是《Knock》完整版歌词！
Knock歌词完整版
Knock - Tech N9ne/Conway the Machine/X-Raided/Joyner Lucas
Lyrics by：Gary Lucas/Damon Gomez/Aaron D. Yates/Demond Price/Aneraé Brown
Composed by：Gary Lucas/Damon Gomez/Aaron D. Yates/Demond Price/Aneraé Brown
The Strange God is on top
'Cause the brain is inflamed
It drains cortisone shots
Then came water flown snot
And I blame smokin' strains
With thangs spotted on pot
My names lauded thrones watched
I bang on you lames ya main squatted on jocks
The pain brought it won't stop
On the cane that's arranged by
Dame got it on lock
You're the copy I'm the original
How you wiggle is sorta saucy you need
A bit more to top me Pause
Had hordes of thotties some order stopped me
No more to lock me for debauchery good auras taught me
The Moors the Ahkt's galore
Ya brought me any Lord on across me
Ignore the mockeries it's Porta Potty
But go on explore ya hobbies
From me I tore the folly now the core the body
Is door to jolly 'cause in every town
I hit I score the broccoli
No copssee or Tekashi's
Every time I flow it's disaster shown
Solo now when I put the murder down yes I act alone
Tryin' not to outrap the song red flag say rag ya wrong
Lad to grown color in the uniform
Of Pat Mahomes
KING lotta people don't see he got hip hop in his ligaments
All the negative chat and they wonder where the positive nigga went
But I gotta deliver this I'm the greatest
When I dominate it never compensated and you know
I'm the best then you say another is that's cognitive dissonance
Look we used to be 'caine shoppin' for whole blocks
Now them Griselda gang niggas they got it on lock
Where them young niggas pull switches on they glocks and load mops
My man went through them niggas hood and shot the whole block
He disses he gettin' dumped before his album gon' drop
Another rapper dead but **** now he gon pop
Now look at the face of his homies and momma all shocked
It's Drum work I bet now they know
That's how them boys rock ah
Talk to them niggas
King
King
King
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
You know I make the music niggas with felonies sing
But lately the ladies been all on me and tellin' me things
Like Con you my everything
Ask 'em who that nigga right now
And they yellin' Machine
And not just from the flawless stones in the desolate ring
Jottin' flows hit like body blows the impact severe your spleen
Don't wanna hear your coat raps you broke
Niggas ain't sellin' a thing
Talk to 'em talk to 'em
Talk to 'em talk to 'em
Talk to 'em
Play with me if you want and you gettin' spilled
You niggas act like ya'll the only niggas that did a drill
The difference we don't brag on Internet when we get a kill
I'm headlinin' over niggas 'cause I'm the bigger deal
So when it's contract time' I get the bigger deals
But I'ma do it indie that's how I get the bigger mills
My music hit different if you really was in the field
Knock knock knock
Till the **** in ya mama's china cabinet drop
Knock knock knock
I'm tired of knockin' so I'm kickin' in the spot
Every time I Busta Rhyme that's
When Disaster Strikes
Got an original flow and never cared
What none of you bastards like
You punch a line lyin' about committin'
A bunch of crimes
Ended up cryin' after them people signal
Rico wit' a bunch of time
I'm the blue addition to Strange Music's new edition
Yes I had to clear my eye to improve the vision
That's a homophone though the west coast
Is where I'm known to roam
You can catch me in KC havin' challah and provolone
Get that money mane
When Tech Nine passed the mic
I caught the Holy Ghost
And recited the last half of the passion
Of Christ in Aramaic
Aromatic walked in yo' girl stated I'm fragrant
Flagrantly disregardful of you hella blatant
Dubious Pass the light let's blaze it
And lift it up
My duty was to crush the track
Who's the best
It's truly us
Strange Deranged in the membrane them
Plain Jane rhyme schemes is thin mayne
Like yo 'skin I'll get under it like a splinter
Yo' membership is mainly in relation to your kin's fame
Nepotistic
So your dopeness ain't somethin' that I consider
Nephew I propose that we pose and take a picture
So when they forget that you can say you knew
X and Tech and they'll remember
Dismember your temper my temperature's
Hotter than an ember
And that hatred burnin' all in
Your spirit right in the center
I'm the son solar the polar opposite of the winter
I'm Mithra I die and I'm born again
On the solstice in December
May I enter
Knock knock knock
Till the **** in ya mama's china cabinet drop
Knock knock knock
I'm tired of knockin' so
I'm kickin' in the spot
Yeah this rap **** got me tired
And I've been tired since
Been thinkin' 'bout retirin'
All this winnin' gets tirin' Facts
And I admit I've been too obsessed
With tryna win
That I killed the old me
It was suicide it's a violin
And **** if I could do it all over I'd die again
And get out the game 'cause half these niggas
Is cap with a giant brim Cap
They say I'm corny I think
It's funny 'cause I am him
And all yo' favorite rappers call me
And say I inspire them
I'm outta my mind I think that
I have to find it
They told me I'm absent minded
Dissin' my pain and I mastermind it
Whoa
And I'm one of your class curriculum nigga
They studyin' me tryna figure out why
I keep ****tin' on niggas
They hate when I pick on these niggas but
I'm really just sick of these niggas
I hate to get back to violence
But couldn't find me
Your moment that's felonies niggas
I had to time it uh
If my life was whip then I'm ridin'
They **** till my axels grinded
Standin' ontop of the mountains of death
I had to climb it
And my diamonds match the climate Bling
So don't come near us I'm to lit
You can't compare us
You took trips and went to Paris
I bought houses for my parents Real ****
Damn this **** way too overbearin' but I'm still gon'
Shake the dice Tech what up nigga
Nigga what you know 'bout eggs and rice
I turned somethin' outta nothin'
This a ******* paper kite
If I threw out all my jewelry you gon'
See them Vegas lights Vegas lights
This is ******* poltergeist this
Ain't happen overnight nigga Joyner
Knock knock knock
Till the **** in ya mama's china cabinet drop
Knock knock knock
I'm tired of knockin' so I'm kickin' in the spot
