Who's There Lyrics - Hopsin

I know how long you've waited (Waited for what?) 

For the day all these games end 

Knock-knock, who's there? H (H who?) 

Knock-knock, who's there? O-P 

Knock-knock, who's there? H (H who?) 

Knock-knock, who's there? O-P 

A bunch of savages, Hop'll slice the head off a faggot 

I wake up in the morning and go raid the medicine cabinet 

Every word I spit is murder on the page of this tablet 

I spit out a fucking bullet from this gauge at your fabric 

I'm not your average Joe, brain pattern is slow 

A lot of pain, things changed, now I'm stacking this dope 

Exclusive new shit, me and Hopsin we too sick 

I crack a hater upside his fucking head with a pool stick 

Murdering me is like Hop signing to Ruthless 

For a second time and then pigs flying on broomsticks 

Michael Jackson crawling out of his grave with two kids 

Bitches squirting St. Ides liquor out of they two tits 

Fuck a metaphor, basically nigga you ain't doing it 

Hand you a mirror before I murk you, check out a view in it 

I'm losing it, serial killer lurking the music biz 

Without a mask, I want you bitches to know who the fuck it is 

Suffering succotash, rims on a hovercraft 

Romantic psychopath, I drown whores in a bubble bath 

It's Mr. Benton nigga, y'all fall back 

And lick the crease between my asshole and ballsack 

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Yo, locked and loaded 

Ready to bring da ruckus 

Thuggish ruggish 

No other rapper can touch it 

I'm disgusted, fuck it 

Nah, I'm in a rush to put the pressure on 

Let it be known, Ask yo girlfriend who she sextin' on 

Better known, It's Mister Knock-Knock the panties down 

You a hand-me down, Hammer down what they invested on 

Shoulda' left it alone, Shouldn't have left her at home 

It gets her off of you, I'm watchin' as she testin' it on 

My marijuana scent all up in yo shit 

You ain't shit, You as solid as my spit 

I gotta couple rappers on my list 

Better get established before I get to wrapping up careers 

King Dizzy coming to give it to you straight 

Taking place, Fuck being different 

I care about being great 

Nigga kill the hate 

I'm coming just to kill it in yo state 

Fuck the world, Fuck you 

Run in place, I penetrate 

We the shit 

Yeah, bitch I didn't wake up in a new Bugatti 

Just in a room of rotten rappers, gruesome bodies I'm killin' like I'm illuminati 

I'm fuckin' out the blue tsunami, nothin' you can do to stop me 

I don't care if you knew karate or do pilates 

You fools are probably scattered so gather you stupid posse 

And get me before I move to Aussie and they crucify me 

Fuck your new Versace, you can get a cutthroat and deep-throat a dick 'til it's poking out through your butthole 

Swallow the nut whole, this shit is X-rated 

Ya'll kept playin' on devilish ground 'til you met Satan 

I stomp on you 'til you chest cave in and neck breaking 

You better be keepin' you mouth shut like your breath stinkin' 

There really isn't anyway I can be less blatant 

So face it, you basically fuck, my brain is corrupt 

This little bar — I'm raising it up 

And you can watch me catapult after you finish licking Jarren's anus and nuts 

It's Knock Madness!