U-god - Knockin At Your Door lyrics

(verse 1: u-god) Thanks for the rap action pack satisfaction Snatch over match kiss the grand dragon I'm tramplin the ma** riddin head champion Back draft crash landin Last man standing All bodies full of swords Cards of confusion k**a bee guarntee The guilotine execution Reviloution air pollution New budda diva fairy, beaver, be cleaver, fever, curry speaker Sweet creature hurry knockin Dirty rockin jockin One stand word is thirty shell shockin Unlockin fell through the flurries Hurry, don't worry cherry blow Go beyond wall rip a hardcore Right (chorus: u-god) Someone's knockin at the door Someone's brining the swell Y'all really want the f**in war Golden arms bringing the swell Somebody knockin at the door Somebody brinin the swell Young guns down for the cause Golden arms bringin the swell (verse 2: letha face) Last hope staten force, stack a few thoughts Burn a mens courts German imports adapt to the sport Smash your courts like elevator d**hs Hell raizer checks Shells faith invest it dwells in the plate in your chest Facial sweats away in your breath Scrapin your best patriot blessed warzone No escapin the d**h Snake you inject venom from poison glands Boy scans destroy mans The only survivor if the weak hold jams Boths mans a pyrex measuring cups Fo' better bust permanent headrush Body illustrius Infamous selfdestruct 12 bomb mechanisms Expertism sets down your power gland systems (chorus: u-god) Somebody rockin hardcore Sombody bringin the swell Y'all really want the f**in war Golden arms bringin the swell Somebody rockin hardcore Somebody bringin the swell Somebody rockin hardcore Golden arms bringin the swell (verse 3: u-god) Titanium bat Drainin the crainium crack Strainin your back Late flap played back flippin Disco daddy caddy shack Glad he back, novelty size Swallow me in poverty pimpin Finger lickin hood stricken Muffle detect slide Shuffle the deck muscle respect, good riddens Rag time drag through 36 pistons jerk your wrist in friction Crash y'all since you in fast ball And gas your last a**-whippin Ask canned equipment Risky district sound effect Kickbox to get lift the gold shipment The upmost control cut most amounted track Polish my knaps Now get simplicity twisted Guys on top Won't he despise out the meisor The crypt tall bricks hit em' Rip torn the bits got flipped shredded then chipped over dicer (chorus: u-god) Someone knockin at the door Someone bringin the swell Y'all n***as really want the war Golden arms bringin the swell Y'all want the f**in hardcore Golden arms bringin the swell Young guns out for the cause Golden arms bringin the bell Bell, bell, bell, bell, bell...