Kryme Life - Let Me In lyrics

Feat. Blizzy Black [Kryme Life] Yo, I've been standing outside in the cold too long Can't feel it in my hands, but my toes is warm Cuz I'm walking my dogs, kicking on doors f** knocking, n***as better open up for us You know we get to huffin and puffin, blowing the house down The big bad wolf on a big bag of kush In the studio, bout to blaze up a bush Bout to throw the single out now, give that a push Look out for hard to believe, King Beef, remember me Hood to hood, watch for the documentary Yes, city to city, every block representing me, yes It's T.M.F in the flesh, the Kryme Life, I live it Get that dough, the rap flow is exquisite Bout to let 'em, if he didn't know, what, how I handle my business I know how to make a hell of an entrance Lace something that'll on 'em that'll be a pleasure to witness We the most anticipated, most underrated The Most Feared, that's why we the most hated The Money First, had to take it back to the basics [Chorus 2X: Kryme Life] What you gonna do, when the big boys come knocking at your door And it ain't safe for you anymore Knock knock, you scared, can't hide, you live [Blizzy Black] You ain't gotta let me in, I knock the door off the hinge And clear it out, before them boys rush in Grip you from the front, air you out in the back yard Might clip your man, cuz he sware you a trap star Sell a few grams, now they think that they back on Breaking up for bricks, switching just when the cracks gone I'mma play the streets, I don't wanna be locked in Understand the fact, that it's family and not friends When it's all said and done, everybody get boxed in Six feet deep, under the earth, and Extended clips, under the shirt Cuz I'm back in the mix with the crack and the piff Break it down gradually, packaging sh** It's a full time job, that's my only means of income n***as still locked up, just means they didn't run Open up the door, and now you facing bout two of them [Chorus 2X] [Kryme Life] I switch up flows on it every sixteen bars, it's just me n***as love me in the street, cuz my sh** be hard n***as know who we are, you see the squad Tommy Tomahawk, Kryme Life, Trife Da God This year, I'm hitting muthaf**as twice as hard For schemin', then I swift, quiet snipe the morgue Run check on these n***as like I'm Michael Jordan Twist the cap off a hater, like spike and ball Knock 'em off, the sh** that I'm hearing is cotton soft Got something for the radio, DJ pop it off Try to tell 'em, 07, that the Wave is coming And all these muthaf**as know they days is numbered They don't wanna let me in, bed blue, tear the club up With a bunch of ruffians, looking for a come up Still, nothing move but the money, get your ones up Cuz n***as tend to touch you, when you put your guns up [Chorus]