Knock knock knock knock, come in come in!
 Knock knock knock knock, come in!!
 Who's at my door? (I don't know but let him in)

 [MC Serch]
 Come in, to my cribbo, no reason you'll say ditto
 No tea and crumpets, not servin you no vitals
 Little one sit, I'll kick to you a fable
 So recline on the recliner put your feet up on the table
 Sable is a fox that's used for coats
 The sable is a fable cause you bought yourself a goat
 Skin all in, so ease up on throttle
 No role model and your life is out the bottle
 The roll of the dice on the corner of the street
 You get beat, on 123rd street
 Done by the system that ain't really sayin nothin new
 Your kids flippin, so now what you gonna do?
 Go home, hell no, she don't want you there
 Why need a man or either work when there's welfare?
 Oh yeah, another scam see
 The government's way to destroy the family
 See life is a gamble, find the ball under the shell
 HELL NO, I kick two and make the dome swell
 Son, that's the end I hear the doorbell ringin
 And if that's your pops, tell the man to just come in

 * doorbell rings *
 "Oh hello dear!"
 "Uahh, good morning.."
 "Very well then.. suppose you come over here!
 But first.."

 Knock knock knock knock, come in come in!
 Knock knock knock knock, come in come in!
 Knock knock knock knock, come in!
 {"I came in the door.." -> Rakim}

 [Pete Nice]
 Ask me why I wander on desert plains
 I say the Cactus still grows without rain
 Plain to see from my horse without a name
 I set it off, still things ain't the same
 A case of wasted life, inner city blues
 Goods for hoods from the merchant of grooves
 I move your butts but a question lingers
 I look at my hands, I sees ten fingers
 A finishin touch, much on the TP
 Here the Three-R-D and the blind see
 why I flipped and why I ain't with the Klan
 Which one you say all truth and
 true indeed, y'all needs a speed knot
 Knothead syndrome, sets off piano drops
 {* Daddy Rich cuts and scratches *}
 So I please, and step with Kool Poppa Sha
 Scopin every skin without a bra
 On the streets, Kurious like Jorge
 Why don't you make like Run and  Pause ?
 Flaws in characters, scrubs get done in
 I swing it open y'all, so come in

 Knock knock knock knock, come in come in!
 Knock knock knock knock, come in come in!
 Knock knock knock knock, come in come in!
 Knock knock knock knock, come in come in!
 Knock knock knock knock, come in!
 Who's at my door? (I don't know but let him in)
 {"I came in the door.." -> Rakim}
 {"I came in the door.." -> Rakim}
 {"I came in the door.." -> Rakim}
 {"I came in the door.." -> Rakim