Текст песни U-God - Knockin at Your Door
U-God - Knockin at Your Door слова песни
(Verse 1: U-God)Thanks for the rap action pack satisfactionSnatch over match kiss the grand dragonI`m tramplin the mass riddin head championBack draft crash landinLast man standing All bodies full of swords Cards of confusionKilla bee guarnteeThe guilotine execution Reviloution air pollutionNew budda diva fairy, beaver, be cleaver, fever, curry speakerSweet creature hurry knockinDirty rockin jockinOne stand word is thirty shell shockinUnlockin fell through the flurriesHurry, don`t worry cherry blowGo beyond wall rip a hardcore Right(chorus: U-God)Someone`s knockin at the doorSomeone`s brining the swellY`all really want the fuckin warGolden Arms bringing the swellSomebody knockin at the doorSomebody brinin the swellYoung guns down for the causeGolden Arms bringin the swell(Verse 2: Letha Face)Last hope Staten force, stack a few thoughtsBurn a mens courtsGerman imports adapt to the sportSmash your courts like elevator deathsHell raizer checksShells faith invest it dwells in the plate in your chestFacial sweats away in your breathScrapin your best patriot blessed warzoneNo escapin the deathSnake you inject venom from poison glandsBoy scans destroy mansThe only survivor if the weak hold jamsBoths mans a pyrex measuring cupsFo` better bust permanent headrushBody illustriusInfamous selfdestruct 12 bomb mechanismsExpertism sets down your power gland systems(chorus: U-God)Somebody rockin hardcoreSombody bringin the swellY`all really want the fuckin warGolden Arms bringin the swellSomebody rockin hardcoreSomebody bringin the swellSomebody rockin hardcoreGolden Arms bringin the swell (Verse 3: U-God)Titanium batDrainin the crainium crackStrainin your backLate flap played back flippinDisco daddy caddy shackGlad he back, novelty sizeSwallow me in poverty pimpinFinger lickin hood strickenMuffle detect slideShuffle the deck muscle respect, good riddensRag time drag through36 pistons jerk your wrist in frictionCrash y`all since you in fast ballAnd gas your last ass-whippinAsk canned equipmentRisky district sound effectKickbox to get lift the gold shipmentThe upmost control cut most amounted trackPolish my knapsNow get simplicity twistedGuys on topWon`t he despise out the meisorThe crypt tall bricks hit em`Rip torn the bits got flipped shredded then chipped over dicer(chorus: U-God)Someone knockin at the doorSomeone bringin the swellY`all niggas really want the warGolden Arms bringin the swellY`all want the fuckin hardcoreGolden Arms bringin the swellYoung guns out for the causeGolden Arms bringin the bellBell, bell, bell, bell, bell...