Knock, Knock

[Intro: Buddha Monk] Ain't nothing changed, RZARectah Yo Gleamz, throw it up Yo, 12, you see him over there? (bododododo) Shitty, Merdoc, you take the front Zoo Keeper, you come wit me, let's go [Chorus: Buddha Monk] Knock knock, guess who came knockin' at your door It's them Brooklyn Zu dudes and we back for more Knock knock, we from the slum where poppers are from Get your facts right, game tight, ain't playing tonight Knock knock, this ain't right, cuz change light that bring light Same night, watch the story tonight Knock knock, if you didn't wanna play wit these cats You should of shut ya ass up, now it's lay where you at So knock knock [Buddha Monk] Dartsman, marksman, captain of the starship, you can mark this The night that you reached your darkening Zu blade master from the Dirt Dog Chapter Get snapshot, exit wound back and G cut after Lay my life on the line for any Cuffie Crime nigga Stand trial, lay 'em down, blame cats uptown now My dig, came to Dirt, nigga, so this off hurt critters Got ghost getter, under Roc-A-Fella in winter Peep me in the Maybach, 12 boomin' on haze back Gleamz, you got made gat, take aim, refrain at It's the payback, Shitty hit 'em wit the mack Merdoc gon' wild, Zoo Keeper got watch Damn right we do it, how we gotta After that, post up and bury chicks Sippin' on a new trick, the casualty's reality The gun game, the slug name, end game Ya life nothing but memories and shames [Chorus] [GZA] For those who thought it would of been a drought forever Flood the city with plenty rain and call wicked weather The scale of the event was unprecedent MC's reactions, delayed and hesitant Swords are bent, the gravity gon' mad Heavy rhymes they move through the galaxy on pads While traveling, they test air and change seasons Collide with exploding stars and rap regions The dominant factor within the universe Highest form of light that live off the grains of Earth Never go against it, because it's not the objective Plus there's no room for error on the different perspective Yo, I still write the raw uncut material Before I blast the mic, RZA scratch off the serial Words are like bullets, verses are like clips Rhymes are just guns, cannons that sink ships [Chorus] [12 O'Clock] Dope man, dope man, I got the snub in my right hand Traffic coke in the Mazda van My whole team Supreme Clientele like Ironman 28, turn a range in his tan, man When I drive with my seeds, there's no contraband Like shooting revolvers, it's auto jam Got the baseball bat, head's a ball, man Money tall, and nigga, this is midget man Cut up coke, I'm Edward the Scissorhands Niggas is pussy, all I see is panties, man Carry tools on my belt, like a handy man Smoke O.G. kush with Method Man [Chorus]