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Knock Knock chords by The Rep

  • Am

  • D

  • Dm

Verse 1
Am
D
Am
D
Ay yo, this is Da Rep.
Am
You know, I noticed that in
this generation,
D
everybody got something
to say about something.
Am
But the moment somebody stand up,
a Christian dude,
and starts voicing his opinion,
well, they tell that brother
to sit down
and keep his mouth shut.
Well, hey, here's my side of the story.
Check it.
I'm walking with Jesus,
I don't just sing about it.
You say his name, who cares,
even the demons shout it.
Swallow the truth, please,
you couldn't put your teeth around it
I approached the burning bush
and you just beat around it
But I don't mean to brag,
cause God hates pride
Here, say hello to my son, LeBron, say hi
Now how you gon' be ridin'
with 240s?
Catch a DUI,
D
Am
then go and slide to a few orgies
Your son's like you,
he got his eyes on a new shorty
D
Am
The difference is, he's only 5 and you 40
D
Am
So you really can't be surprised
when you snorin'
D
And he'd take your keys,
Am
start drivin' your new Taurus
And he stole your wallet
to buy him them New Jordans
D
What you mean how this happen?
Am
Stop ly ing cause you taught him
And they got the nerve
to yell at them loudspeakers
D
That my kids are brainwashed
Am
cause I tell them about Jesus
And I don't care what you say
cause I'mma stare in your face
And you can't tell me what I can
and what I cannot say
And you can say it's all good
but when you laying in wood
Then knock, knock, open the door brother
And I don't care what you say
cause I'mma stare in your face
And you can't tell me what I can
and what I cannot say
And I'ma run with the truth,
so when it's coming for you
Then knock, knock, open the door, brother
And I don't really care,
so what if they backbiting?
When Jesus comes,
I'm going up like them gas prices
My pop said, if you grown up,
then act like it
D
Cause a lot of cats ain't so tough
Am
When you flashlightin'
and I'm pass fightin'
I seen what happens in gun wars
Dm
Some dude think he hot,
Am
he braggin', he done more
And then he get the smack
and he yappin', his gums off
And the next thing you know,
pat -pat, and he's done for
Dm
I'm like a basehead knockin'
Am
right back at your front door
D
Only I ain't tryna cop a
Am
package of that raw
I'm just beggin' you,
please don't be fryin' in L -homes
Cuz dudes get charged up
and be dyin' like cellphones
Ain't no heaven for a G,
I'mma hand you the message
D
Somebody tell Pac I just
Am
answered his question
Callin' me judgmental?
Timeout player
I'm tellin' you now
so you don't have to find out later
And I don't care what you say,
cuz I'mma stare in your face
And you can't tell me what I can
and what I cannot say
And you can say it's all good,
but when you layin' it wood
Then knock, knock, open the door, brother
And I don't care what you say
Cause I'mma stare in your face
And you can't tell me what I can
and what I cannot say
And I'mma run with the truth
So when it's coming for you
Then knock, knock, open the door, brother
So you call yourself a Christian
cause you feedin' the orphans
D
But you support the doctors
Am
who believe in abortion
D
So that's cute
Am
While you busy fillin' they tummies
He turn around and kill them
while they still in the stomach
Dear God, I got a question for you
D
Why do you allow kids
Am
to bring weapons to school?
And if you can't answer me that well,
then I ain't finished
Dm
Am
I'll wait for you to answer me back,
sign Timmy
The other day I got your question,
and to be honest
I really kinda got offended,
the way you said it
It's kinda like you made it sound
like it's my fault
Besides, I'm not allowed in your school,
Am
sign go
And I'm a go -getter, a soul winner
Forella beast on a microphone
just like a gorilla
And I was said to expose the truth
So I'ma do what I'm supposed to do
And I don't care what you say,
cause I'ma stare in your face
And you can't tell me what I can
and what I can not say
And you can say it's all good,
but when you laying in wood
Then knock, knock, open the door, brother
And I don't care what you say,
cause I'ma stare in your face
And you can't tell me what I can
and what I can not say
And I'ma run with the truth,
so when it's coming for you
Then knock, knock, open the door, brother
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