Fiends Are Knocking lyrics - 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 fuck 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 niggas an album

You've been patiently waiting now the day is finally present

I took my time with this shit

I put my mind into every line

Cause when it's out I ain't tryna regret it

Niggas get overhyped and all they hits go stale

Because they shit don't sell

Now that's a big old fail

But the punch is a lot harder when you clip your nails

Niggas, 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 shit up

But I ain't wanna give up

I'd exhale fast even if I did suck

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 shit is fake

Most of ya'll morals is fucked 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 bullshit 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 shit 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 shit 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 nigga, you ain't doing well

You hit us with that Ill Mind shit

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 shit

And all I hear is wack niggas

And I hate this shit

Homie I stopped being a scrub because of you

I stopped playing these bitches 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 motherfuckers

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 shit's wack

That's why I kick back

But fuck this shit, yo where my pen at?

I'm about to kill this shit and make niggas just wanna quit rap

I'm causing havoc

Laying the rappers like a hammock

If I want the fucking planet, I can have it

Now try to snatch it

Only God can stop my violent habits

You niggas average

I ain't even in my prime and still I'm twice the savage

C'mon

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