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
