Lyrics of Open up the fucking door

Open up the fucking door track 17:

Verse 1:

Appealing the tactics- on for sure to still when it happens - logic case cd cases- straight to be unliable- for retryable- im not re'liable - im the fire boy - into united - posing in your filty shit- some stop bye thats what red silence is- the virus- snatch health up out of your picture license - like self rising- well rise them- now fucking case - it's indictment - dikes- with they new ass female - that im gone like them turn into muthafucking tri-cycle - melt my fucking ass up like an ice cycle - for the rhyme title- ill rhyme your ass into the wall like a rhyme cycle- ( oh my goodness !)

Chorus:

What will i do - embrace myself in stoop- unloading then snoop- the game is quiet so shoot - the recognint's- i'm seeing stop lights - i hate hexagons they might try to stop me- oh my goodness( oh my goodness !)

Verse 2:

With out the judges- fuck the local park- if i can't drink my beer - 'im' long ass the fuck - im fucking grenadier- im not grinning - i dont have to fight a tear- but if i do it's gone be getting wet in this muthafucka - open the fucking door - i know you there- party's and all type's shit going on every where- open up the fucking door for us to click up lets go - open up the door for what i need - open'ing up door's for my self opening up the door so flaawless -

Chorus:

What will i do - embrace myself in stoop- unloading then snoop- the game is quiet so shoot - the recognints- i'm seeing stop lights - i hate hexagons they might try to stop me- oh my goodness( oh my goodness !)

Verse 3;

Expell the "draillent" - in slaveship's- where we pavement - the "engravement"- the brain's bitch you been inside - i don't even like reading minds- fuck the whole book - i'll. read you full from your spine - i don't like divine - still sit wine 7 cry- the diva was the milk shaker - the ratt'el- last track tatt'le- i got an open scroll- no one will read or decipher my code - plan to have - hot - just like some food thats been cooking in the muthafuckin stove. ( oh my goodness !)

Chorus:

What will i do - embrace myself in stoop- unloading then snoop- the game is quiet so shoot - the recognints- i'm seeing stop lights - i hate hexagons they might try to stop me- oh my good ness
( oh my goodness !)

Verse 4:

The brains dead part of the snitch that get bated in with laying in and missing work- the perk- will import no support because they asked for the questions - and we use fortis college or independent schools over nothing- my lange get mis-stained- my drain'o- problem mischief maker n.e.s. games- grid a little - clogging the little - clogging the big - clogging the top - clogging the bottom - and clogging the middle - for my tin men ability- i wish i had heart - belt getting the lion - i wish i had courage- tapes and thing's that happened is in d'emurage- as the sun merges- the breakfast is soul - o - keef lord o bible - for the next muthafuckin title- the shy will be "drinched" in cross's - the boss's will be toss's - and not promoter's open the muthafuckin door- settling innocent scores -
( oh my goodness !)