The Knock lyrics

Mike d :

Yeah, come on, a-come on, a-come on, a-come on
Tiggy tiggy tee tone tee tone tiggy tee tig tee tiggy tiggy a too
(uh, hoo)
Uh, one time
Come on, come on, come on, c-c-come on
Come on come on a-come on a-come on, you don’t stop
Yeah, 1-2, 1-2
The best mc in history
(check me out) mc...mc....mc....

Now I’m a break it down in the unkle style
Drums of death that are worth your while
In the file, I’ll dial, I said
Anyone who says we’re not versatile
Cause it’s me, m-i-k-e to the d
Getting down, u-n-k-l-e
For this you pay a fee
It’s not for free
We’re coming to the end of the century
Crossing continental with these beats
And getting your ass up and out your seats
The drop-top up with the flintstone feats
We’re gonna put you down with the tasty treats
Hand me the mic and I will say
Living positive each and every day
Whether in the fall or the month of may
Lavelle be getting down with no delay

Yeah drums of death y’all
Put me to the test y’all
Never rest, y’all, yeah
Check it out, uh

I got a little story to tell
With dj shadow and james lavelle
It starts right now in history
And I am known as the rapper mike d.
Funky funky beats, one-two, break it down
Deliver it on down with the a-1 sound
Ounce by ounce and pound for pound
Got the shit that’s out of bounds
The beat’s on time and I hope you feel
Nice and complete like a happy meal
Sounds of tomorrow. can’t y’all just steal?
Or is it too hectic for y’all to deal?
Gotta keep moving ’till we hit the top
My boys unkle gonna let the beat drop
Grab the mic and I start to mop
Like I done since day one in the game of hip-hop!
Hip hop....hip hop

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Yeah drums of death y’all
Yeah drums of death y’all
Yeah drums of
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah drums of
Yeah drums of death y’all
Yeah-yeah, drums of death all-all
Dums of...yeah-yeah drums of, yeah-yeah-yeah
I’ma break it down in the unkle style
Unkle style
Unkle style
Unkle style
I’ma...break...it....down...in the...un....kle....style
Funky funky beats
Yeah, drums of death, you know what I’m sayin’?
Uh-uh, straight more money-makin
Money-makin’, ho!