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Knock Knock

Reddy
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Hopping on that mic with that God like feel Every bar deserves a replay like a highlight reel Five o'clock in the morning, I'm at Hi-Lite still UGP on the track, we do a drive by kill, brrrat Knock knock, who's there? Half of the YOX Hi-Lite mob with a couple of boxes, rockin' a new pair Been nice since Pochacco, Mashimaro and Blue Bear Been going hard since Marshalls had Polo and Wu Wear Starvin' like the first day, I'm forever famished Use to write my lyrics with a jelly pen inside of a planner This Korean girl who learned to do eyebrows with the Spanish Rip it to record, mom's stockings started to vanish, yo Grand Puba showed me balance, how to ride bikes Honin' talents, battling over Counter Strike mics I watched Rap City freestyles like how they not write I was disappointed my freestyle never sounded that nice But I was told that they were written, yo, I found out last night But if that's the case, then these standards became my ankle weights Now I can go off the top like a French crop and just rap for days Started shaping up, buzzin', anybody could catch the fade You thinking you dope, but you tripping, you smoking I'm different, I'm potent, you lost already, you slipping and choking Understudies study my verse like some scriptures recorded Only time you get dissected's when I'm ripping you open You frigid, your shoulders are shaking like you nervous and cold Murder you rappers with shit you never heard of before I love pain, masochistic, never prefer to withdraw Consider this a Lyricks version of a courtesy call, you heard? Hopping on that mic with that God like feel Every bar deserves a replay like a highlight reel Five o'clock in the morning, I'm at Hi-Lite still UGP on the track, we do a drive by kill, brrrat Knock knock, ์šฐ๋ฆฌ ์ฐจ๋ก€, ๋‚ด๋ ค์™€, ๋„ˆ ๋‹น์žฅ Knock knock, ์šฐ๋ฆฐ main dish, ๋„ˆ๋„จ ๋ฐ˜์ฐฌ Knock knock, ์šฐ๋ฆฐ ๊ณ„์† ๊ธฐ๋ถ„ ์ข‹์€ ์ƒ์ƒ Knock knock, ํ˜„์‹ค์—์„œ ๋‚ ๊ฐœ ๋‹ฌ๊ณ  ๋‚ ์•„ Knock knock, ์•ˆ๋…•ํ•˜์„ธ์š”, ์šฐ๋ฆฐ Reddy and YOX ์–ด๋–ค ๋น„ํŠธ์—๋„ sickํ•ด, ์ง€๊ธˆ ํ•„์š”ํ•ด์š”, ์•ฝ MP Hip-Hop, CB Mass ๋“ฃ๊ณ  ์ž๋ž€ ๋‚˜์•ผ ์˜†์— Rick and J๋Š” Wu-Tang์ด๋ž‘ chillin'ํ•˜๋Š” ์‚ฌ์ด์•ผ ์•ˆ๋˜๋Š” ๊ฑธ ๋˜๊ฒŒ ํ•˜๋Š” ๊ฒŒ ๋‚˜์˜ ๋Šฅ๋ ฅ ๋‚ด ๋ฏธ๋ž˜๋Š” ๋‹ˆ๊ฐ€ ์˜ˆ์ƒ ๋ชป ํ•ด like ์ปฌ๋ง ๊ตญ๋Œ€ ๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ๊ฐœ์ฝ”ํ˜•์˜ verse๋“ค์„ ๋”ฐ๋ผ ๋ฑ‰์—ˆ๋“ฏ์ด ์–ด๋–ค ๋†ˆ๋“ค์€ ์ง€๊ธˆ๋„ ๋‚ด verse๋“ค์„ loopํ•ด ๋„ˆ๋„จ ๋‚จ๊ณผ ๋Š˜ ๋น„๊ตํ•˜๋ฉฐ ์‚ด์ง€, ๋„ˆ๋ฅผ ๋น„๊ด€ํ•˜๋ฉฐ ์‚ด์ง€ ๋น„์†์–ด๋ฅผ ์ž…์— ๋‹ฌ๊ณ  ์‚ด๋ฉฐ ์‚๋”ฑํ•œ ์ฒ™ํ•˜์ง€ ๋น„์Šทํ•œ ์ฒ™ํ•˜์ง€, ์•„๋‹˜ ๋น„์Šทํ•˜๋ ค ํ•˜์ง€ ๋ˆ„๊ตด ๋น„๋‚œํ•˜๊ณ  ์‹ถ์–ด ํ•ด, ๋น„๊ทน์ด ๋  ๋•Œ๊นŒ์ง€ ๋ฑ‰์€ ๋Œ€๋กœ ์‚ด์•„, uh, uh ๋‚œ ์‹ค์ˆ˜ํ•  ๋•Œ๋„ ์žˆ์–ด, yeah, I know, ahh ์šฐ๋ฆฐ ๋Œ€์ถ•์ œ์•ผ, ์ˆ  ๋ชปํ•˜๋ฉด ๋ ˆ๋ชจ๋„ค์ด๋“œ ๋”ฐ๋Ÿฌ ๋‚ด ํ˜“๋ฐ”๋‹ฅ์€ Django, ์ „๋ถ€ ์ด๋ฒ„๋ฆฌ์ง€, shotgun Fuck a knock knock, we kickin' doors down, watch us pop up Walk up like this is our town, we are not done This is not somethin' you know, this isn't what you thought Kickin' something raw, you kickin' rocks while we liftin' off Yeah, and we leavin' 'em in bits and pieces Reason bein' we believed in this for different reasons Seen things not of the average sight Above average in every aspect of this life Look, this is that shit in front of the masses, bat shit Aftermath is caskets, ashes Lyrics baffling, filled with passion, killed in action Listen, this not some silly rap shit, hold up Fuck whatever you know of when we show up And fuck all of that no love and just pour up Yeah, Reddy and Y-O-X is here So take a seat and try ya best to hear, ya hear Hopping on that mic with that God like feel Every bar deserves a replay like a highlight reel Five o'clock in the morning, I'm at Hi-Lite still UGP on the track, we do a drive by kill, brrrat Knock knock, ์šฐ๋ฆฌ ์ฐจ๋ก€, ๋‚ด๋ ค์™€, ๋„ˆ ๋‹น์žฅ Knock knock, ์šฐ๋ฆฐ main dish, ๋„ˆ๋„จ ๋ฐ˜์ฐฌ Knock knock, ์šฐ๋ฆฐ ๊ณ„์† ๊ธฐ๋ถ„ ์ข‹์€ ์ƒ์ƒ Knock knock, ํ˜„์‹ค์—์„œ ๋‚ ๊ฐœ ๋‹ฌ๊ณ  ๋‚ ์•„