Album Name : Knockin' On My Door - Single
Release Date : 2011-03-01
Song Duration : 3:34
B.reith Knockin' On My Door
They're knockin' on my door, telling me they want more:
Hold on, hold on.
They're bangin' on my window, telling me it's been too long:
Hold on, yea.
They're knockin' on my door, telling me they want more.
They said they're looking for somethin' new,
I gotcha. Give me 6 months, and I'll hook you up proper.
Something hotter than the biggie who shot you.
Watch it, I boiled it up like lobsters.
They get impatient, like waiting at the doctor's
office, craving good music like __.
Gen, but please understand, I'm trying to break out of this box I'm in.
I'm not stopping 'til I get to ten,
It's gotta be plain when paper hits my pen.
Forget hits, I ain't worried if it hits the trim,
We start a new one, watch them stop listening.
Yea, but 'til then, I got people who are ready,
Knockin' on my door, saying “Hurry up already!”
It takes time, so here's the appetizer,
To whet your appetite, bon appetit!
They're knockin' on my door, telling me they want more:
Hold on (wait, I'm not ready yet), hold on (no, I'm not ready yet).
They're bangin' on my window, telling me it's been too long:
(Wait, I'm not ready yet) Hold on (no, I'm not ready yet).
They're knockin' on my door, telling me they want more:
Hold on.
Yea, it's the return of the—hold up,
I've never been promoted, how could I blow up.
I come from a place where they call pop soda,
Starts with an “m”, and it's not Minnesota,
Moved to the south where it gets less colder.
I reckon labels tell you it's all about quotas;
Well, my vote is that we all take notice of the
fact that nobody knows what to do.
Oh, but a few people in my quota said keep pushing,
People out there want more, and they're looking
for good music, well, let me get them cookin'.
I even got attention out of Brooklyn,
But that didn't pan out like __.
Haven't found what I'm looking for like __,
Put on my tom like lists to Milano,
Hit these high notes like sopranos.
They're knockin' on my door, telling me they want more:
Hold on (wait, I'm not ready yet), hold on (no, I'm not ready yet).
They're bangin' on my window, telling me it's been too long:
(Wait, I'm not ready yet) Hold on (no, I'm not ready yet).
They're knockin' on my door, telling me they want more.
I know what it feels like,
to be on that shelf, like
everybody's passing you by, by.
I keep wishing they would notice,
but it seems so hopeless,
no matter how hard you try!
This world will try to shake you,
Hold you and then break you,
they ain't worried 'bout your soul, soul.
Lock that door and bolt it,
tell them to move on, cause
what we've got is worth waiting for!
They're knockin' on my door, telling me they want more:
Hold on, hold on.
They're bangin' on my window, telling me it's been too long:
(Wait, I'm not ready yet) Hold on (no, I'm not ready yet).
They're knockin' on my door, telling me they want more:
Hold on (wait, I'm not ready yet), hold on (no, I'm not ready yet).
They're bangin' on my window, telling me it's been too long:
(Wait, I'm not ready yet) Hold on (no, I'm not ready yet).
They're knockin' on my door, telling me they want more.