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Knock knock knock knock, come in come in!

Knock knock knock knock, come in come in!

Knock knock knock knock, come in!!

Who's at my door? (I don't know but let him in)

[MC Serch]

Come in, to my cribbo, no reason you'll say ditto

No tea and crumpets, not servin you no vitals

Little one sit, I'll kick to you a fable

So recline on the recliner put your feet up on
the table

Sable is a fox that's used for coats

The sable is a fable cause you bought yourself a
goat

Skin all in, so ease up on throttle

No role model and your life is out the bottle

The roll of the dice on the corner of the street

You get beat, on 123rd street

Done by the system that ain't really sayin nothin
new

Your kids flippin, so now what you gonna do?

Go home, hell no, she don't want you there

Why need a man or either work when there's
welfare?

Oh yeah, another scam see

The government's way to destroy the family

See life is a gamble, find the ball under the
shell

HELL NO, I kick two and make the dome swell

Son, that's the end I hear the doorbell ringin

And if that's your pops, tell the man to just
come in

* doorbell rings *

Oh hello dear!

Uahh, good morning..

Very well then.. suppose you come over here!

But first..

Knock knock knock knock, come in come in!

Knock knock knock knock, come in come in!

Knock knock knock knock, come in!

{I came in the door.. -> Rakim}

[Pete Nice]

Ask me why I wander on desert plains

I say the Cactus still grows without rain

Plain to see from my horse without a name

I set it off, still things ain't the same

A case of wasted life, inner city blues

Goods for hoods from the merchant of grooves

I move your butts but a question lingers

I look at my hands, I sees ten fingers

A finishin touch, much on the TP

Here the Three-R-D and the blind see

why I flipped and why I ain't with the Klan

Which one you say all truth and

true indeed, y'all needs a speed knot

Knothead syndrome, sets off piano drops

{* Daddy Rich cuts and scratches *}

So I please, and step with Kool Poppa Sha

Scopin every skin without a bra

On the streets, Kurious like Jorge

Why don't you make like Run and +Pause+?

Flaws in characters, scrubs get done in

I swing it open y'all, so come in

Knock knock knock knock, come in come in!

Knock knock knock knock, come in come in!

Knock knock knock knock, come in come in!

Knock knock knock knock, come in come in!

Knock knock knock knock, come in!

Who's at my door? (I don't know but let him in)

{I came in the door.. -> Rakim}

{I came in the door.. -> Rakim}

{I came in the door.. -> Rakim}

{I came in the door.. -> Rakim}