Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Knock Knock, artist - Jabee
Date of issue: 16.12.2013
Song language: English
Knock Knock |
Knock, knock, who is it? |
Who is it? |
Who did it? |
Who did it? |
Who ' is it? |
You who is it, I who is it |
Homie, who you kidding? |
Run, tell 'em I’m coming |
Run, tell 'em I’m coming |
A chance to see it, direct effect of me believing |
My faith is faced to facing in case they face for any reason |
I need reasons to live and reevaluate my gift |
For any reason that I might reevaluate my life |
I’ve taken drastic measures, passed the pressure we enforce |
I’m taking half the effort, scrap the record, we record |
Change the name and dedication, placed the game in reservation |
Call the natives so complacent, half the man, half amazing |
High-jacking radio stations, meditation gets the bass in |
Ace in the hole, sold his soul for something basic |
Nothing honored, nothing sacred |
Be like kicking your door, waving the four four, it’s me |
Knock, knock, who is it? |
Who is it? |
Who did it? |
Who did it? |
Who ' is it? |
You who is it, I who is it |
Homie, who you kidding? |
Run, tell 'em I’m coming |
Run, tell 'em I’m coming |
Post to focus, no reason, just to show us |
Show him reason, show him action |
Keep the heat, let’s kick the ratchets |
The keys to pick the latches, I redeem it, any faction |
Any reason just to ask him, ask him |
Who did it? |
Who did it? |
Who is it? |
Who you kidding? |
I envision every mission then I took precise incisions |
My submission in dimensions gleam and glistens |
Tryna fit it in the sickness that’s so hateful in the prisons |
Bars, both submissive, so religious, so gifted |
Missing no time, so divine that my soul shines proper |
New jack city like I grew up in the carter |
Said I’m the author of my own fate, call it what you want, it’s me |