Chorus (Doze) :
I am the one who knocks,
The one who plots,

You can try to run n get shot,
Runnin' the cops,
My mission is to take over the number one spot,

and I'm coming with an army,
that's more than gloc,


1st Verse (Gandhi):
In the ba!@&(t, sweatin' buckets and litres,
for meters and meters see pigs like I'm holding the feeders,

in New York i was the jefe, the front feature,
so many hits on the scum felt like Derek Jeter,
in the cold cell block with no heater its banned,

markin' on the walls daily formulatin' a plan,
in the cold cell block on my knees in my hands,
pray to God i get the chance to cleanse these lands,

so many pushups in the yard ^!$$%s thought i was heated,
30 days in the hole thought my mind was leavin,
30 days in the cold with thoughts of gettin freedom,

cowards left me for dead cus they thought i was thievin,
comin for the ^!$$%s at the top he system,
leaving kids in a world when they daddy is missin,

arsenal prepared like its world war 3,
not good with a knife so i bought machete,
threw the warden off the roof like new years confetti,

got in his head then i took it off, Jason and Freddy,
freed my ^!$$%s in the block like they did the levees,
ain't got time for an error mutha$#&@a I'm ready,


Chorus (x2) (Doze)


2nd verse (A.D.K):
Knock Knock,
Who is it,

A.D.K....... (*##$,
Yea,
It's that independent ^!$$%,

$#&@in' wit your feelings,
Rap was my lover,
but you motha$#&@as killed'er,

Now I'm a man on a mission,
n It's gone get accomplished,
have you (*##$es demolished,

No... Shootings or bombings,
Just ma $#&@in' claymore,
Taking niglets heads off,

A medieval solider,
now lemme tell ya what,
$#&@ a truce it's a war,

$#&@ a ball it's a brawl,
n you fakers gone fall,
Shooting star,

Man I been through the hurtin',
Been tough,
Been long,

Felt like I was caged in,
Silenced,
all alone,

But I ran outta patience,
now I'm $#&@in' Jail-breaking,
And It's time for the slayin',

Get you back,
For the craft,
That you murdered with your fake-ness,

You $#&@in' lame (*##$.

Chorus (x2) (Doze)


3rd Verse (Doze):
click fulla gorillas ^!$$%z holdin' them pistols,

i told u we come to get u,
you ^!$$%z is not official,
$#&@ing wit them soldier,

gun military issued,
gotta kick like Ju-Jitsu,
murder is a ritual,
they call this %#@! habitual,
i can see the (*##$ in you,

#~!!@ is what i picture you,
u rookies so not convincible,
used to talk to the principles,
logic without a principle,
get taken as a hostage,

i break you down in intervals,
cuz my mind is cynical,
my grind is pivotal,
you call yourself a man,
but u ain't got no genitals,

i move like a general,
smooth like a seminole,
a soldier in the battlefield,
No the gun don't be jamming,
holdin' on a cannon,

the clip look like a banana,
bullets burn baby burn ,
i disappear like a phantom,
^!$$%z crossed me i shot em,
they singing just like Rihanna.


Chorus (x2) (The Triumvirate)