Chorus

Knock knock, whose there? Kick snare and an idea that is not pop music

Not talking about a drop top here know the time like a wrist watch (everybody's talking 'bout it)
Knock knock, whose there? Kick snare and an idea that is not pop music
Not talking about a drop top here know the time like a wrist watch (everybody's talking 'bout it)


Verse One


And I intend to rock it never looking on the floor with my hands in my pocket
If that's you fam you need to stoppit
Pick up a book and digest some new topics and that's my friendliest warning

People looking kinda bored chicko! Maybe you're boring? When we come it's a no-brainer I'm no dougie but I'm fresh like the entertainer
While some of you look false like Wrestle Mania
It's not my job to correct your behaviour

Combustion is spontaneous
The club's on fire, promoters are blaming us
But really what can I do I'm nice and smooth and funky for you

Hard to contain and hard to construe like solid rock really hard to go thru

Chorus


Knock knock, whose there? Kick snare and an idea that is not pop music
Not talking about a drop top here know the time like a wrist watch (everybody's talking 'bout it)

Knock knock, whose there? Kick snare and an idea that is not pop music
Not talking about a drop top here know the time like a wrist watch (everybody's talking 'bout it)


Verse Two

$#&@ your couch and your chorus this regime is not for us

Most of us learn to take BULL like Taurus
Where there's no respect for us
Slipping like a wet walrus

Why bother?
And it's about that time for me to read a book to elevate my mind best place to hide the truth Is within a book spine to some I'm talking jazz but I'm not Courtney Pine
Tings and time like Rodney said a while ago

Proud of my big nose like Barry Manilow
When we start to flow its Guantanamo I love to carry on but I'm such an animal
Slash botanical slash mechanical my mass is tangible cash my manacle huh?

Who plays the harp to make the hummingbird sing
Make the people stand up like the hairs on Don King


Chorus

Knock knock, whose there? Kick snare and an idea that is not pop music

Not talking about a drop top here know the time like a wrist watch (everybody's talking 'bout it)
Knock knock, whose there? Kick snare and an idea that is not pop music
Not talking about a drop top here know the time like a wrist watch (everybody's talking 'bout it)


Verse Three
The beginning ending and middle

Dexy midnight running without no fiddle
Sexy BS no need for the CS gas me up catch me up can you see us
360 degrees tryna catch a ride (all aboard) follow me

Follow me into a solo
You can get with this but don't mess with my mojo that's strictly a no-no
Like receiving tumours

Heard I was official though I don't believe in rumours
Something for the crooner like a great wine I'm a late bloomer
Straight laced coming out swinging like Azumah

Too many candle in the wind
Ken Swift windmills we get it in
Never been anything less than medicine

Singing bright kinda like Thomas Edison

Chorus


Knock knock, whose there? Kick snare and an idea that is not pop music
Not talking about a drop top here know the time like a wrist watch (everybody's talking 'bout it)

Knock knock, whose there? Kick snare and an idea that is not pop music
Not talking about a drop top here know the time like a wrist watch (everybody's talking 'bout it)
Knock knock, whose there? Kick snare and an idea that is not pop music

Not talking about a drop top here know the time like a wrist watch (everybody's talking 'bout it)
Knock knock, whose there? Kick snare and an idea that is not pop music
Not talking about a drop top here know the time like a wrist watch (everybody's talking 'bout it)