| Look, I don’t got a mansion, I’ve never been to the Hamptons
|
| It’s more likely that you’d find me if you came up here and went camping
|
| I got bills stacked up like Jenga, respected less than most singers
|
| But you won’t see me sulk about or wallow in self-doubt and let that linger
|
| Look, I still haven’t been killed, I got pills every time I got ill
|
| I don’t got mills to cop drop-tops or a house in the hills
|
| But I won’t feel sorry for myself
|
| I don’t need anything opulent as long as I’ve got oxygen
|
| Know what I mean?!
|
| Tonight if you see me knocking on wood
|
| That’s just because I’m doing so fucking good
|
| I don’t hate my life, no, it’s going alright
|
| That’s why tonight you see me knocking on wood
|
| I got all my limbs, I don’t got cancer, I’m superb
|
| I never got kidnapped on my way to work
|
| Got free education, bitch I’m learned
|
| But some people aren’t so lucky, knock on wood
|
| I don’t got HD TV but I got insulation
|
| I got no Lamborghini’s, but I got vaccinations
|
| I got a microwave, I got some pocket change
|
| And even if I didn’t, dude, pssh, no complaints
|
| Tonight if you see me knocking on wood
|
| That’s just because I’m doing so fucking good
|
| I don’t hate my life, no, it’s going alright
|
| That’s why tonight you see me knocking on wood
|
| Peter Sparker back up in this bitch, it’s on
|
| It’s a free country, I can say what the fuck I want
|
| Shit, bitch, cunt, fuck the government, buy my songs
|
| Some places, you say shit like that, you get your hands cut off
|
| Lucky, aren’t we? |
| All this time to get drunk and party?
|
| Puke up food while kids are starving? |
| All of Somalia, not one Arby’s
|
| We’re popping water bottles, we’re getting tattooed
|
| We’re getting fat, taking naps, eating mad food
|
| Tonight if you see me knocking on wood
|
| That’s just because I’m doing so fucking good
|
| I don’t hate my life, no, it’s going alright
|
| That’s why tonight you see me knocking on wood
|
| I don’t got a mansion, I’ve never been to the Hamptons
|
| It’s more likely that you’d find me if you came up here and went camping
|
| I got bills stacked up like Jenga, respected less than most singers
|
| But you won’t see me sulk about or wallow in self-doubt and let that linger
|
| Look, I still haven’t been killed, I got pills every time I got ill
|
| I don’t got mills to cop drop-tops or a house in the hills
|
| But I won’t feel sorry for myself
|
| I don’t need anything opulent as long as I’ve got oxygen
|
| Sing it!
|
| Tonight if you see me knocking on wood
|
| That’s just because I’m doing so fucking good
|
| I don’t hate my life, no, it’s going alright
|
| That’s why tonight you see me knocking on wood
|
| Tonight if you see me knocking on wood
|
| That’s just because I’m doing so fucking good
|
| I don’t hate my life, no, it’s going alright
|
| That’s why tonight you see me knocking on wood |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Knocking on Wood , by - Spose. Song from the album The Audacity!, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп