You explained it to me I must admit But just for the record you were talkin' shit Y'all rap about no knock bein' legislated For the people you've always hated In this hell hole you, we, call home
No knock, the man will say To keep that man from beating his wife No knock, the man will say To keep people from themselves
No knockin', head-rockin', inter-shockin' Shootin', cussin', killin', cryin', lyin' And bein' white No knock
No knocked on my brother Fred Hampton Bullet holes all over the place No knocked on my brother Michael Harris And jammed a shotgun against his skull
For my protection? Who's gonna protect me from you? The likes of you? The nerve of you? Your tomato face deadpan Your dead hands ending another freedom fan
No knockin', head rockin', inter-shockin' Shootin', cussin', killin', cryin', lyin' And bein' white
But if you're wise, no knocker You'll tell your no-knockin' lackeys Ha! No knock on my brother's head No knock on my sister's head No knock on my brother's head No knock on my sister's head
And double lock your door Because soon someone may be no-knockin' Ha, ha! For you
Compositor: Gil Scott Heron (Gil Scott-heron) ECAD: Obra #30430352