Knock Madness

The fiends are knocking at my door

Should I give them what they're asking for?

They want it (want it), need it (need it), have it (have it)

Woah, (Yeah)

Knock Madness

So what the fuck yall need from me

I'm here to make these fiends believe

They want it (want it), need it (need it), gotta have it (have it)

Woah, (Yeah)

Knock Madness

[Verse 1]

Yeah, I promised you niggas an album

You've been patiently waiting now the day is finally present

I took my time with this shit

I put my mind into every line

Cuz when it's out I ain't tryna regret it

Niggas get overhyped and all they hits go stale

Because they shit don't sell

Now that's a big old fail

But the punch is a lot harder when you clip your nails

Niggas, how you expect to drive when you ain't get your L's?

You was the next big thing while I was last

You was popping tags while I was mad

Chilling in my pad with my rhyming pad

Tryna record with no door so I hear my mom and dad

Arguing upstairs so I gotta wait 'til the drama pass

Cause my mic be picking that shit up

But I ain't wanna give up

I'd exhale fast even if I did suck

You want the madness then come and get some

I'm taking the cake

And all that's left for yall is the pieces I bit from

See I ain't buddy-buddy with rappers because that shit is fake

Most of yall morals is fucked up, we on a different page

You get no props just cuz you getting paid

If you garbage we ain't doing business, point blank, I discriminate

And I don't do no bullshit collabs to get my name popping

I ain't even consider the safe option

That just ain't Hopsin, I paid homage, now I'm straight wildin'

Now turn this shit up while the bass knocking

Now c'mon