Knock, Knock GZA

[Verse 1]
I'm the obscene slang kicker with no parental sticker
Advisin' y'all that wise words is much slicker
Under circumstances label advances
Ample opportunity, infinite chances
To rhyme, so unrelated beef I don't stress
I seen many killed for infinitely less
Ya raps be the clips that's, packed with lies
Cowardlessly ya shoot up those innocent bys
In extra long verses, hundred bars in length
The percentage of the truth in the rhyme is one tenth
A solid mass of minerals, easily broke down
Hard rock MC's ya nuthin' but compound
Sparked by the endless greed of CEO's
In the videos, with those questionable flows
Take it twenty-six, cut it down to four bars, make it a hook
If it's not on the song it's in a book

[Hook]
Knock Knock
Who the fuck is bangin' at my door?
Is it abstract commercial or hardcore?
Better know who the fuck they lookin' for
Cuz they don't want more
Yo Knock Knock
Who the fuck is bangin' at my door?
Is it abstract commercial or hardcore?
Better know who the fuck they lookin' for
They don't want more