เนื้อเพลง The Fiends Are Knocking - Hopsin

[Hook:]
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 f*ck ya'll need from me
I'm here to make these fiends believe
They want it (want it), need it (need it), have it (have it)
Woah, (Yeah)
Knock Madness

[Verse 1:]
Yeah, I promised you n*ggas an album
You've been patiently waiting now the day is finally present
I took my time with this sh*t
I put my mind into every line
Cause when it's out I ain't tryna regret it
N*ggas get overhyped and all they hits go stale
Because they sh*t don't sell
Now that's a big old fail
But the punch is a lot harder when you clip your nails
N*ggas, 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 sh*t up
But I ain't wanna give up
I'd exhale fast even if I did s*ck
You want the madness then come and get some
I'm taking the cake
And all that's left for ya'll is the pieces I bit from
See I ain't buddy-buddy with rappers because that sh*t is fake
Most of ya'll morals is f*cked up, we on a different page
You get no props just cause you getting paid
If you garbage we ain't doing business, point blank, I discriminate
And I don't do no bullsh*t collabs to get my name popping
I ain't even consider the safe option
And I just say Hopsin, I paid homage, now I'm straight wildin'
Now turn this sh*t up while the bass knocking
Now c'mon

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[Verse 2:]
And I be getting comments like
"Hop, What's the hold up with your new sh*t man
You be taking forever son
Yo I'm a stop waiting
I'm getting my hopes up
With your work ethic it ain't gon' ever come
You had the XXL cover in 2012
And I thought you would soon prevail
But n*gga, you ain't doing well
You hit us with that Ill Mind sh*t
And that was cool as hell
But when it comes to your album
You ain't ever got no news to tell
Your whole career is just a train wreck
You toured around the world for 3 years
But you always performed the same set
I been asked you to come to my city
But you ain't came yet
I guess you ain't in it for love
You just want that pay check
If I was you, then I wouldn't be too proud
You signed Dizzy not too long ago
And he's bigger than you now
You said you saving hip hop
Well save this sh*t
And all I hear is wack n*ggas
And I hate this sh*t
Homie I stopped being a scrub because of you
I stopped playing these b*tches in the club and fell in love because of you
My dad heard your song and he stopped doing drugs because of you
I learned to rap and even built a lil buzz because of you
But you take it for granted thinking you have it made
Sitting back in the shade
Hopsin, there's people that you have to save
This is beyond music
You speak life into these motherf*ckers
Hop, you have a gift, so when you gon' use it?"
Damn, I have that much of an impact?
My rhymes did that?
Sometimes, I really feel my sh*t's wack
That's why I kick back
But f*ck this sh*t, yo where my pen at?
I'm about to kill this sh*t and make n*ggas just wanna quit rap
I'm causing havoc
Laying the rappers like a hammock
If I want the f*cking planet, I can have it
Now try to snatch it
Only God can stop my violent habits
You n*ggas average
I ain't even in my prime and still I'm twice the savage
C'mon

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