| We came to just do this for you
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| Sit back and just watch us bubble
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| We come with more heat than the sun do
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| Gorillas out of the concrete jungle
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| We came to just do this for you
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| Sit back and just watch us bubble
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| Gorillas out of the concrete jungle
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| We come with more heat -- lock shit DOWN!
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| Yeah, of all secrets I’m the best kept
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| Making sure my first step is my best step
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| I watched my investments while the rest slept
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| And changed tools like the faders on the vest tecs
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| Yes, I’m a mile under the floor
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| With a swisha full of kush and a towel under the door
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| You remember me as the tallest one of the four
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| Every time you come and check out your boy he -- lock shit DOWN!
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| Yeah, hot like the tip of a blowtorch
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| Deliver a show horse with little or no force
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| This heavy but low voice making ladies go moist
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| Don’t front, people killed off the joint, there’s no choice
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| Huh, I’m running my mouthpiece
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| And I outreach to the power of devout speech
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| While you shall beef, screaming from your couch seat
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| We about heat and we come to -- lock shit DOWN!
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| Yeah, second half of a double header
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| Tool of a trouble setter, here to make it bubble better
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| bass sick as Barney Rumble’s sweater
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| And I’m blowing like the coldest winter, Chicago weather
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| Hey, while you sweeter than plain cinnamon
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| My lyric venom in your vein, now your brain haemorrhaging
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| If you think that I’m insane, I’m a plain citizen
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| People call me by my name, I remain disciplined
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| Hey, a wicked sentence in a vicious blend
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| Has more wealth than the wallets of the richest men
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| It’s interesting, pay attention to what you witnessing
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| The love of the art form, not just a dividence
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| Yeah, all eyes on B
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| But please don’t put them rumours and them lies on me
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| Cause I’m just clown to come with the fat sound
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| Chali 2na, Talib, and we come to -- lock shit DOWN!
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| In the concrete jungle, a wild animal
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| My stomach growling like Lions, it’s understandable
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| Rappers will run right up on you and try to battle you
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| Quicker than a Cheetah run up on a Caribou
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| What up 2na? |
| The Blacksmith is back with
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| The backflip flow and got the survival tactics
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| We crack it open like the seal on a package
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| Came with a message, we must retain the freshness
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| You lame and you plain depressing
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| Is this what the game is left with?
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| It’s on homie, name the weapons
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| Soon as Mister International step in
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| You rapping irresponsible, irrational death wish
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| Get ready, I got enough, lyrics I be stocking up
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| In all suspense boy, you better lock it up
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| Is it live or what? |
| We came to rock it now
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| Treat it like it’s out of pocket -- lock shit DOWN! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Lock Shit Down , by - Chali 2na. Song from the album Live with Chali 2na, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп