| Song | Come In |
| Artist | 3rd Bass |
| Album | Derelicts of Dialect |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 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) | |
| [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} |
| 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 | |
| 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 threerd 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 |
| 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 | |
| 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 threerd 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 |