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letra de knocks - mark carson

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[mark carson]

four years ago they thought i never make it/
i was talking about my dreams they didn’t think that i would chase it/
back to making records, smoking pot up in the bas-m-nt/
now i got a couple songs that you could find, i on your daughter’s playlist/

making sure my family eating good and no one worry/
i keep the fine dimes i’m dropping threes like stephen curry/
i made a couple moves and got a little bit attention/
public ear is pointed up, executives that want to listen/

knock knock, open up, at the front door let me say ‘whats up’/
ain’t got lean no drink in my cup but i got some purple weed if you be thinking thats enough/
oh sh-t, locked out, cool, about to raise the stakes like a cop out/
waiting for the top spot to drop down, waiting for a bigger name waiting to flop down/

in an elevator only one way, stand at the top how long can you stay?/
legends never die as long as people giving praise, some people last a week but a fool last a day/
i do this sh-t cause i love it, nothing else above it, entertain the public/
finna pop shove it, tell a b-tch to suck it, riding around top down middle finger up saying ‘f-ck it!’/

and that’s just the way, tao te ching, simple faith/
seventeen thats just the age, golden life that i had to contemplate/
speeding down the freeway, paper chase easy, women look sleazy when that come see me/
made it on tv, made it out of b.c. note on the table to the people if they need me/

but they probably don’t, ask for help and they probably won’t/
hard work done by myself so cut the check give me all the wealth/
see me on the outside through the peephole, see me with the clowns enjoy the freak show/
pull the curtains down and let it unfold i’m reaching for the top i ain’t never letting go/

a long time ago, dreaming all kind of shows around the globe/
money that you talk is valuable, magical, but it’s only tangible/
and i find it funny like b-tch you dummy, go and get your honey/
doing all that you can for the cash, throwing -ss in the back of the stand like/

knock knock, open up
at the back door let me say whats up/
knock knock, open up
liquor and the lean got the mixture in my cup/
knock knock, what the f-ck?
cold as h-ll out why it snowing so much?/
knock knock, knock knock
ahh f-ck this man i’m pulling out the glock!/

sneaking to the back yard looking for an entrance, peaking though the window wondering ‘whats in this?’/
all i see is bullsh-t big business, one idea got to risk it for the biscuit/
keep it moving keep me jumping over fences, weather never letting up a b-tch is so relentless/
keep it grinding put that nose in the dirt, when she open up you can bet i’m f-cking first!/

cause i’m breaking in, find a wall i’m caving in/
coming thru the roof, paper thin, lost his mind another phase again/
f-cked up in the game- dock ellis, tapped into my brain on the ls-/
d with the mt, spirit world set me free/

so what to do when the time don’t move? the clock you made is just a human tool/
these eyes are here ran by a fool on what to follow thinking what is cool/
in the window it never ticks, this luxury thats a pricy trick/
some are fooled by what they get, they think possessions equal rich/

my reality another place, take a tab with aliens in outer sp-ce/
time get locked up in a safe i’m about to run planning my escape/
so follow me to the sp-ce ship, if you find me we can race b-tch/
but the point is so pointless, at the finish line rejoining/

grabbing for attention, in my wrist i feel the tension
and i’m feeling like i’m slipping, hanging on a couple inches/
digging out the trenches ,working on the kingdom, yield and prevail, let em know where the king from/
underground got me working on the rail, john henry hit a dab how i’m working with the nail/
only been successful no i never fail, forensic rapper sneaky but i never leave a trail/

cause i’m coming in, i saw it’s fake it’s all pretend/
i saw the statues walking in, they wave you by we’ll talk again/
here i am so open up, my rhymes are loaded about to bust/
and this the knock that breaks the locks, so open up and take a shot/

- mark carson

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