Who's There (Feat. Jarren Benton & Dizzy Wright)

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 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 changed, now I'm stacking this dope 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 flying on broomsticks Michael Jackson crawling out of his grave with two kids Bitches squirting St Ides liquor out of they two tits Fuck a metaphor, basically nigga you ain't doing it Hand you a mirror before I murk you, check out a view in it I'm losing it, serial killer lurking the music biz Without a mask, I want you bitches to know who the fuck it is Suffering 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 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 da ruckus Thuggish ruggish No other rapper can touch it I'm disgusted, fuck it Nah, I'm in a rush to put the pressure on Let it be known, Ask yo girlfriend who she sextin' on Better known, It's Mister Knock Knock the panties down You a hand me down, Hammer down what they invested on Shoulda' left it alone, Shouldn't have left her at home It gets her off of you, I'm watchin' as she testin' it on My marijuana scent all up in yo shit You ain't shit, You as solid as my spit I gotta couple rappers on my list Better get established before I get to wrapping up careers King Dizzy coming to give it to you straight Taking place, Fuck being different I care about being great Nigga kill the hate I'm coming just to kill it in yo 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 a new Bugatti Just in a room of rotten rappers, gruesome bodies I'm killin' like I'm illuminati I'm fuckin' out the blue tsunami, nothin' you can do to stop me I don't care if you knew karate or do pilates You fools are probably scattered so gather you stupid posse And get me before I move to Aussie and they crucify me Fuck your new Versace, you can get a cutthroat and deep throat a dick 'til it's poking out through your butthole Swallow the nut whole, this shit is X rated Ya'll kept playin' on devilish ground 'til you met Satan I stomp on you 'til you chest cave in and neck breaking You better be keepin' you mouth shut like your breath stinkin' There really isn't anyway I can be less blatant So face it, you basically fuck, 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