The Knock Is There lyrics

[Intro: Young Chris]
Uh, Chad Wes

[Chorus: Young Chris]
The knock is there, the Roc in here
Got a few stacks in my Rocawear
S. Dot's is there, the Glock is there
Red dot is there, there's shots to spare
Hope the doctor's near, I shall fear no man but God
Ready to die, bring the cops in here
All you lil' youngns yeah we got this here
Chad Wes bring it back I think I got this here

[Verse 1: Young Chris]
Whose the flyest from the home of the Flyers
They say them they liars, one hit wonders man they sh*tty as Kaya
Yeah Gunnaz got the city on fire, and that sticky is fire
Already twisted, Skeezy give me a lighter
Watch the flame as we rise til my n*gga retire
Yeah I do it for the kids that admire
Yeah the kid is a fighter, cribs full of pipes
n*ggas gettin all nighters, smokers fix your car for a nickel
Ain't no different from Midas
I don't [?] if I do you see a inch in that tire
Knife butter pecan in the back
Heat layin' on my lap, these motherf*ckers keep playin' with the rap
I needed the fee, ain't a better example than that
Better learn how to handle your stacks or you be cramped with a bad gamble of stacks tryna scramble it back
Ain't no goddamn fam in this trap, they all shiest
Ya'll just handle the promotion, yo we handle the rap
[Chorus: Young Chris]
The knock is there, the Roc in here
Got a few stacks in my Rocawear
S. Dot's is there, the Glock is there
Red dot is there, there's shots to spare
Hope the doctor's near, I shall fear no man but God
Ready to die, bring the cops in here
All you lil' youngns yeah we got this here
Chad Wes bring it back I think I got this here

[Verse 2: Neef Buck]
Yo the knock is there, the Roc in here
Got my whole f*ckin block in here, ya'll from the bird talk
f*ck what you heard ain't no stoppin here
C & Neef back they act like they forgot in here
We from P-H-I, reppin keep the steppin keep a weapon
n*gga sh*t heat seekin deep in ya flesh and
Ain't no restin when we warn, all times of the morning
On sight and we on em, do it right he's a goner
n*ggas hustle on another level, another crib while they hustle for another bezzle, better buy another medal
We from the gutter where its cold, ain't no butter n*ggas snatchin up your mother, right hand man undercover
Tough Luv overdid it but it didn't now we back with that crack
Big homie got our back, its a wrap, they do whatever for the fame
f*ckin up the game, Brothers From Another here we go motherf*ckers!

[Chorus: Young Chris]
The knock is there, the Roc in here
Got a few stacks in my Rocawear
S. Dot's is there, the Glock is there
Red dot is there, there's shots to spare
Hope the doctor's near, I shall fear no man but God
Ready to die, bring the cops in here
All you lil' youngns yeah we got this here
Chad Wes bring it back I think I got this here