Knock, knock, who is it? Let me know what clique you claim, KMC or a different nameCause we must know, we're the public enemy that won't rush the showKnock, knock, who is it? Let me know what clique you claim, KMC or did you switch the team?Cause we must know, it takes a nation of millions to stop our flowNothin' change, money, guns, weed and offense, they undercover on the street cause now they knowin' my nameWhat you claim, still with it, flow still spittin', burnin' your city like dynamite with every lyricMy life a drama, sometimes I never wonder, that's how I keep from goin' under, speak the heat, my speech a thunderTeach you like a youngster, feed it from your hunger, can't infect your crew with diseases ready to punch yaI walk around with a face like what you want from me, I'm like Chris Rock, nothin' my back upAnd you say it's just a bomb, but it's just another song to meI treat the game like it belongs to me, still a hunkI'm holdin' it down just in case if you got KMC, holdin' the crown till the day that we stopI'm from a city where they hate to give props, where they aim for you crops, when will the hatred stop?You know I want the mules and spend them like crazyBut sometimes it's like money hates me, but money don't make me, money can never break meStill I'm happy as * if it's money they pay meKnock, knock, who is it? Let me know what clique you claim, KMC or a different nameCause we must know, we're the public enemy that won't rush the showKnock, knock, who is it?Let me know what clique you claim, KMC or did you switch the team?Run, cause we must know, it takes a nation to really is to stop our flowWe ain't bad boys, we just good fellas, they call me white chocolate, the opposite of NutellaI'm like your hood Hefner, catch me at the Playboy Mansion, dancin' with whoeverThis is my entrance, you won't see me at the wardrobe, gettin' my coat, makin' an exitIf you got beef with me, I'll meet you at the eatery, invite you to dinner, then put poison in your seasoningDrop your head to your soup bowl, rappers like me, I'm the bestLike the National Football League, we watch Super BowlI'm AMC when I touch the board, I'm a baller, but my feet don't touch the boardUh, tell em I'm there, I don't wanna hear your bigs, it's gon' be one hell of a yearLet's make things happen, great things happen, when these great K's drivin'Hey, I'm a fart from the start, I'm happy now, but my heart was darkIt's that pot in the pot, can't wait till my daughter talksSo I can take her by the palm and teach the girl that the walk is hardWhen that dog's that bite, don't bark alongWhen the fog's out at night, you don't walk the parkAnd you keep your mouth shut when your papa talksCause pop is hard, and pop is law, but most of all, I got proper loveIf she wants something, I cop her stuffAnd unless I get killed, or they lock us upI'll be there at good times, as well as the roughKnock, knock, who is it? Let me know what clique you claimKMCO, a different name, yum, cause we must knowWe're the public enemy, the bomb rushes showKnock, knock, who is it? Let me know what clique you claimKMCO, did you switch the team, bro? Cause we must knowIt takes a nation of billions to stop our flowEasy access, game walkthrough on the rap levelFAQs, ask a rap rebel, can't settleRestless case, face alight, sleep a nightCreep a ladies' man with the right featuresBoost sales with the right feature, looks like a bright futureEveryone's the winner, yeah right, lose a wrong answerCause this is not Olympic Games, this is the Winds of ChangeBring your pain, welcome to the PterodomeKids stay out, chicks stay out, crews with caliber, kinks stay outClick aloud, place your bets, money on the tableCash only, gotta pass on your bony, cause a rap's bone need what?The fuckin' rap game, you heard this, I said it beforeIt's no joke, gang, we came back to settle the scoreYou know the beef, so let's get you to warMe and my boys, rain lyrics on tours that be wet in your armIt's KMC, and you never thought you'd see this againCause you was lookin' for the end before it even beganSo I'm your guy, still deep with this penStill givin' you a speech from a den while beneath the scentStill reachin' for the win, so we cleanse, get crushedYou think my clique broke up just as we lost touch?Never sleepin' on us, cause the heat's off usStill fearing a release by us, and that's realKnock, knock, who is it? Let me know what clique you claimKMC, oh, a different name, yeahCause we must knowWe're the public enemy, the bone rush is showKnock, knock, who is it? Let me know what clique you claimKMC, oh, did you switch the team, yeahCause we must knowIt takes a nation to really is to stop our flow