I'm the outscene slang kicker with no parental sticker
ADVISIN' y'all that wise words is much slicker
Under circumstances label advances
Ample opportunity, infinite chances
The rhyme, the unrelated beef I don't stress
I seen many killed for inifinte-e-less
Ya raps need a clips that packed with lies
Cowardlessly ya shot up those INNOCENT BI'S
In extra long verses hundred bars the LENGTH
The percentage of the [bad word] in the rhyme is one tenth
solid mass of minerals, easily broke down
Hard rock MC's ya nothin [bad word] 
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 I'm sure to send a book

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

The CREAM of the crop [bad word] circles that remain symmetrical
with lightnin victories that's highly electrical
My microphone is just too hot to handle
plus I don't fill ya ears with the, Pennister's scandal
I gift wrap the sawed-off, the DeeJay pump it
March to the sounds of Armstrong's [bad word] 
Great things satisfied great minds
You want me to paint scenes describe it in eight lines
Check it
Conceptional breakthrough, [bad word] 
Rap that make you, convinced it's invincible
Lease up my words, powerful hazardous
The most dedicated research the data; this
Info tempo, is gatherin momentum
thousand rounds of ammo one of them was spentin
Applied science to, vocals we flyin through
Victorious always because I am who?

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

I wrote this rhyme with a Sharpie
You see this dark key ignition's for those with keys
who wanna start me up
That's where nature and [bad word] merge
Put ya hole in so much inside ya gotta splurge
on these snakes with the things that, poke through your denim
When ya move it accelerates the action of the venom
But the purity and sacrifice gettin stung twice
from those who LOAD DICE to cars that deep right
Cuz rhyme travelers are light years beyond
The Clan had a bomb that made the world respond
Considering my own future, I'm used ta
Damaging MC's then pollyin with producers
Whose main makin cereal from two tracks of serial
Hold! That song's playin weak [bad word] material
We all peak at a singular point in time
'Till you see the sign, decide

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