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Skyler White: If you are in danger we go to the police…

Walter White: Oh, no. I don’t want to hear about the police!

Skyler White: I do not say that lightly, but if it’s either that or you getting

shot…

Walter White: Who are you talking to right now? I am not in danger.

I am the danger! A guy opens his door and gets shot and you think that of me?

No. I am the one who knocks!

You keep the grass cut so you could see the snakes?

That’s too much energy to spend it on the fakes

I’m not trying to build a garden, I’m defiant, and I’m trying

To build a jungle, let there be snakes. I’m a motherfuckin Lion!

I’m a tyrant, a 2010 Kobe Bryant with the series tied

This is the passion of the Christ rising from which he died

I’m on some strictly I… for 365

Driving through the lane, And 1 bitch! Now, give me five

All of a sudden I got a hundred fifty cousins

But none when it was just Katrina, Tereza, me and my mother

I sound selfish but it’s just cause of the fact

You gotta strap on your own oxygen mask, before assisting others

This is the Big Bopper flying over Iowa

This’ll be the day the music dies like La Bamba

My moniker’s the Phantom of the Commoners, not popular

But poppin up, feel free to axe me if you wanna chop it up

Knock Knock! Who’s there? Your worst nightmare

I’m all your fears wrapped up and I’m here

I’m the people waiting under the stairs

The last voice you’ll hear. I came by just to wipe your tears

Knock Knock! Who’s there? This verse right here

I declare war now on all of you squares

This is my circle. I came by to hurt your feelings

Stop screaming. No one hears you and nobody cares

How does it feel now that the tables have turned?

This is the point of no return. I’m watching Gabriel burn

I fan the flames with the attaché

Let’s end this masquerade. I ball so hard that I ain’t waiting on the cash to

play

That’s the way that love goes like a thug rose

Up from the concrete with black Timbs and a snub nose

Pistol whip punks trying to rap with smart rhymes

It’s pistol grip pump on my lap at all times!

Slide the volume past 10 and to 11

Spinal Tap a rapper, Can’t Stop it After 7

Guns and roses, knocking, let em in to heaven

Kansas City shuffle on em, Lucky Number Slevin

Dead in the middle of killing everything lyrically

Literally, listen to the industry, you’re fuckin' kidding me

Seriously? Today’s a good day to Die Hard

When they reminisce over you, my God

Knock Knock! Who’s there? Your worst nightmare

I’m all your fears wrapped up and I’m here

I’m the people waiting under the stairs

The last voice you’ll hear. I came by just to wipe your tears

Knock Knock! Who’s there? This verse right here

I declare war now on all of you squares

This is my circle. I came by to hurt your feelings

Stop screaming. No one hears you and nobody cares

Just acknowledge that I’m polished and I’ll demolish for dollars

Count me in like I’m reaching for the cash in my wallet

Slapping your fathers for not strapping up. Your rhymes didn’t rap enough

Your raps don’t rhyme in comparison to mine

It’s embarrassing to whine. Sauvignon Blanc, my confidant

Blam Blam! I Yves through in Saint Laurents on top of ya

Take the chopper up and land it on your Optima

Stop and hop out like I’m here now, what’s poppin bruh?

The outcome is always looking for income

Albanians pull their wallets out like guns when the bill comes

Knowledge and wisdom. Understanding is played out

If you ain’t picking up what I’ve laid out

Straight out of rehab and still dope

Slide on a ski mask and steel toes. It’s odd to see the Iliad in this quote

But I’m on a boat, in the home where Homer roamed

I’ll never be a simp, son of a boss, Calogero

A Bronx Tale of II Cities, I’m Ismail

Morina on the roof in Belgrade where the flag sailed

They’ll to nail me to the cross, of course

So, in short, you’re either with us, or just lock your doors. We’re at war

Knock Knock! Who’s there? Your worst nightmare

I’m all your fears wrapped up and I’m here

I’m the people waiting under the stairs

The last voice you’ll hear. I came by just to wipe your tears

Knock Knock! Who’s there? This hearse right here

Walter White: If you don’t know… who I am, then maybe your best course… would

be to tread lightly

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