Knock Knock

[Chorus: SCUM & Insane Poetry]
Knock Knock (knock knock)
Better hide under the bed
Better hurry up and kill them fucking lights (fucking lights)
Knock Knock (knock knock)
Got a bullet for your head and a noose to overcome your fear of heights (fear of heights)
Knock Knock (knock knock)
Got an empty body bag that you're gonna help a motherfucker fill (fucker fill)
Knock Knock (knock knock)
Bitch we’re coming to collect and your life is what is due to pay this bill (pay this bill)

[Verse 1: Insane Poetry & SCUM]
Uhh! This is like Repo! The Genetic Opera
Your organs get repossessed when we spot ya (When we spot ya)
Now it's time to pay the debt with your life
Want your heart as a I surgically cut your chest with the knife (With a knife)
See we don't have no patience for the vagrants
Don’t even try to beg cause you're delinquent with your payments
Ain't no negotiating or explaining when we hunting you
This empty body bag we bought it just for you
You hear that motherfucking knock better not unlock yet
Best not assume you getting flowers, mail, or food
You'll get your flowers on your casket once you see that
These Butcher Broz are at your door like "What is good?"
And now we turn your fucking bedroom to a dead room
You will need a broom to clear it out when you go inside
There be so much blood all over the walls they will call it "redroom"
When the cameras zoom in on the scene of a homicide

[Chorus: SCUM & Insane Poetry]
Knock Knock (knock knock)
Better hide under the bed
Better hurry up and kill them fucking lights (fucking lights)
Knock Knock (knock knock)
Got a bullet for your head and a noose to overcome your fear of heights (fear of heights)
Knock Knock (knock knock)
Got an empty body bag that you're gonna help a motherfucker fill (fucker fill)
Knock Knock (knock knock)
Bitch we're coming to collect and your life is what is due to pay this bill (pay this bill)

[Verse 2: Scum & Insane Poetry]
I've got a zip a body bag and you look like filling that will fit
So I'll get to killing you and soon I can say my trunk is full of shit
As well as body parts and guts and the reason is that you were home
But I came to knock on your fucking door with a heavy stone to crack your dome (UHH)
You shoulda ran, but you was brave and tried to step up
Defend your life when you felt the knife penetrate your back
Cuz you failed to spot my butcher brother and they crept up
On you and stuck you with a blade so you fade to black (Black, black, black)
Knock knock, this is death coming to find you (Yeah)
The Unsubs with beautiful music for you to die to (For you to die to)
As the blade hits your body and just slides through
Your flesh easily equally I’ll divide you
Into pieces with each of his fucking eyes removed
This is what happens when we snuck up and surprised the dude
Plastic bag duct taped around his effing neck
When we come knockin’ at your door collecting debts
Uhh!

[Chorus: SCUM & Insane Poetry]
Knock Knock (knock knock)
Better hide under the bed
Better hurry up and kill them fucking lights (fucking lights)
Knock Knock (knock knock)
Got a bullet for your head and a noose to overcome your fear of heights (fear of heights)
Knock Knock (knock knock)
Got an empty body bag that you're gonna help a motherfucker fill (fucker fill)
Knock Knock (knock knock)
Bitch we’re coming to collect and your life is what is due to pay this bill (pay this bill)