KNOCKIN' LYRICS

by TRAVIS BARKER

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Feel the bass
You-you feel the bass
Y-you-you-you feel the bass
You-you feel the bass
Y-you-you-you feel

Cruisin down the boulevard feelin' hella good
Smokin' while I'm drivin', you would if you could
So I'm a push, smokin' on this Reggie Bush
Avoidin' the P's, steady tryin' to hit it (hit it)
Jesus G's, you *****z don't get it
And she's a tease, you're never gonna hit it
She say she wanna keep her clothes on
I'm not a drummer but this summer the beat goes on
I told her, let me flip this ****, then I'll dip this ****
Then I'll hit this ****, I'm the magnificent
Equivalent to no other, relevant to recover
Sell that **** to your mother

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Tell me can, you hear, me knockin' knock knock-knockin'
I make, you feel, be-beat droppin' drop drop-droppin'
The bass, is bangin' out the place, place, is bangin' out
So can, you hear, me-me knock knock kn-knock-knockin'

Me, Luda! Yo (woo!)
You beat it like Ike Turner, I swang it like A-Rod
Up-and-comin' rappers better keep they ****in' day job
Cause I'm the best so they got me mistooken
So clock in and watch this lyrical *** whoopin
Cause they got flows that make hoes sleepy like slow jams
My **** rocks! (Cocaine!) Like Lindsay Lohan
Listen to Luda in the Cadillac Broug-ham
Try to turn me down and your *****z like "NO, MAN! "
Don't you ever touch a black man's radio!
'Specially when Luda (Bust Rhymes) in (Scenario)
Plat' plaques from Rio to Ontario
Bustin' through your speakers like Tyson's in your stereo

[Chorus]

Ughhhh, I'll plug jumper cables to the bridge (Bay area!)
Put your lights back in this ***** (*****)
West Coast representative from the label they call Sick Wid It
The best that ever lived it and spit it
And ****ed around and got away with it (got away with it)
Ughh, ever since the '80s I've been paved with it, overlooked and underrated
Gotta keep it real with y'all, I can't fake it (I can't fake it)
Ughh, I be off-beat then I'm on-beat
Then I'm off-beat then I'm on-beat and my style is so unique
I gotta have one teeth in my mouth and sweep a broad up off her feet (feet)
Took her down on the couch before I had a chance to speak (speak)
Skeeted all in her mouth and then we went for round three (three)
We was tied just like the soap opera [?], at the same time reached our peak

[Chorus]

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