Letra de Knock - Tech N9ne

(Feat. Conway the Machine, X-Raided, Joyner Lucas)

The Strange God is on top

'Cause the brain is enflamed, it drains cortisone shots

Then came water flown snot

And I blame smoking strains with thangs spotted on pot

My name's lotted, throne's watched

I bang on you lames, your main squatted on jocks

The pain brought - it won't stop

On the 'caine that's arranged by Dame got it on lock

You're the copy, I'm the original

How you wiggle is sort of saucy

You need a bit more to top me (Pause)

Had hordes of thotties, some odor stopped me

No whore to lock me for debauchery

Good auras taught me, the Moore's, the akhis

Galore you brought me

Any Lord on the cross we ignore the mockeries, it's (porta potty)

But go and explore your hobbies

From me I tour the follies

Now the core, the body is adored to jolly

'Cause in every town I hit I scored the brocolli, no cops see or Tekashi's

Every time I flow, it's disaster shown

Solo now when I put the murder down, yes I act alone

Trying not to outrap the song, red flag, say rag you're wrong

Lads'll groan, color in the uniform of Pat Mahomes

K-I-N-G a lot of people don't see that 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 and you say another is, that's cognitive dissonance

Look, we used to be cane shopping for whole blocks

Now them Griselda Gang niggas, they got it on lock

Where them young niggas put switches on they Glocks and load mops

My man went through them niggas hood and shot the whole block

He diss us, he getting dumped before his album gon' drop

Another rapper dead but shit, now he gon' pop

Now look at the face of his homies and momma, all shocked

This drum work, I bet now they know that's how them boys rock, ah!

(Talk to 'em niggas King)

You know I make the music niggas with felonies sing

Well lately the ladies been all on me telling me things like "Con you my everything"

Asking who that nigga right now when they yelling "Machine"

And not just from the flawless stones and the bezzeling ring

Giant flows hit like body blows, the impact sever your spleen

Dont wanna hear your coke raps, you broke niggas ain't selling a thing

(Talk to 'em)

Play with me if you want and you getting spilled

You niggas act like y'all the only niggas that did a drill

The difference we don't brag on internet when we get a kill

I'm headlining 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 (Machine)

Knock, knock, knock

Til the shit in your momma's china cabinet drop

Knock, knock, knock

I'm tired of knockin', so I'm kickin' in the spot

Everytime I bust a 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 committing a bunch of crimes

Ended up crying after them people signal RICO with a bunch of time

I'm the blue addition to Strange Music's new edition

Yes aye had to clear my eye to improve the vision

That's a homophone - though the West Coast is where I'm known to Rome (roam)

You can catch me in KC havin' challah and provolone

(Get that money mane)

When Tech N9ne passed the mic

I caught the holy ghost and recited the last half of the passion of Christ

In Aramaic

Aromatic, walked in, your girl stated I'm fragrant

Fragrantly 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 the best, it's truly us

(Strange!)

Deranged in the membrane, them plain Jane rhyme schemes is thin, mane

Like your skin I get under it like a splinter

Your membership is mainly in relation to your kin's fame, nepotistic

So your dopeness ain't something that I consider

Nephew

I propose that we pose and take a picture

So when they forget you, you ca' say you knew X and Tech and they'll remember

Dismember your temper

My temperature's hotter than an ember

And that hatred burning all in your spirit right in the center

I'm the SON (sun), 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

Til the shit in your momma's china cabinet drop

Knock, knock, knock

I'm tired of knockin', so I'm kickin' in the spot

Yeah, Joyner

Yo, this rap shit got me tired and I've been tired since

Been thinking about retiring, all this winning gets tiring

And I admit, I've been too obsessed with tryna win

That I killed the old me to a suicide, it's a violin

Shit, if I could do it all over I'd die again and get out the game

'Cause half of these niggas is cap with a giant brim

They say I'm corny, I think it's funny 'cause I am him

And all your favorite rappers call me and say I inspire them

I'm out of my mind, I think that I have to find it

They told me "you're absent minded"

Gets on a plan and I mastermind it

And I'm on your class curriculum

Nigga they studying me trying to figure out why I keep shitting on niggas

They hate when I pick on these niggas but sh-

I'm really just sick of these niggas

I hate to get back to violence, but

Gotta find me a moment to stunt on these niggas, I had to time it

If my life was a whip then I'm riding this shit til my axles grinding

Standing on the top of the mountains of death, I had to climb it

And my diamonds match the climate so don't come near us

I'm too lit, you can't compare us

You took trips and went to Paris, I bought houses for my parents (Real shit)

Damn, this shit way too overbearing

But I'm still going to shake the dice (Tech, what up nigga?)

Nigga what you know about eggs and rice

I turned something out of nothing

It's a fucking papercut

If I threw on all my jewelry you would see the Vegas lights

This a fucking poltergeist

This ain't happen overnight, nigga (Joyner)

Knock, knock, knock

Til the shit in your momma's china cabinet drop

Knock, knock, knock

I'm tired of knockin', so I'm kickin' in the spot

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