Got It Locked

[Verse 2: SPLXT]
I’m goin all up in the beat power crack another skull so that the collagen’ll seep, through the pores in the bones hardcore is my crones that’ll reduce you to pieces you’re gonna meet the sharks if you continue to wallow in the deep
Are you following the scheme saying you won’t sink in my sink Is like sayin Apollo isn’t Greek, keepin the gate so you can no longer creep and escape I got it locked in the underground and I’m swallowin the key
In terms of lyricism you will never be prepared to shoot, I’m the typе of dude that’ll put you on a shuttle to the atmosphеre to kick you off at the top and then call you on your celly while you freefallin to tell you “you forgot your parachute”
People jump to the conclusion simply cause I rap fast stomp around in boots baggy jeans and that I lack class, reason to believe that mentally will never get their back smashed and stomped and ripped into separate pieces so that whatever they do is half-assed
The homie and his clique of Choppas did it proper makin clear that you don’t gotta killa coppa to spill a drop of hemoglobin, twister shredded his skeleton for messin wit a manifestation of damage they told me not to leave it open
I don’t do violence so I ain’t gone blast you, but I’ll throw into the tv and have Kano slash you Mortal Kombat just kill off with the rest of the clique just so that they don’t have to
Get rid of indigenous population that spit with simplest compilation sodomy they committed givin em syphilis constipation, but they dig it across the nation meet up with double confrontation maybe it wouldn’t have happened if they'da never given their balls to satan
Most these fleas gotta hope and plea that I rope then freeze all the joke mc’s, you are rockin wit spillz and the S.P.L.Y.T woah wait a sec O.N.D
You get popped with the thunder sound dropped with another round, yes It so happens that i have stopped all the hunger now, rap i spit is art and i am not gonna dumb it down DBZ chargin Ki I gotta it lock in the underground