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Lock It Down
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East Coast Rap
Lock It Down was released on November 27, 2015 by Sun-Star Music Group as a part of the album Greatness
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Release DateNovember 27, 2015
LabelSun-Star Music Group
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM96

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Frukwan
Frukwan
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Arnold Hamilton
Arnold Hamilton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Arnold Hamilton
Arnold Hamilton
Producer

Lyrics

Yo, check it
It's like this
I wanna roll with the gats and TECs
Do dirt and make 'em hurt to get mad respect
Even though it's kinda out of the norm
I'd rather be a quick way ahead of the storm
I lock it down
True living
One of the chosen few
I lay back, gather 'cause I'm heavy in thoughts
Thinking about my life journey without life support
Current events, every day recognizing the change
Certain brainwaves causing me to act too strange
Catching myself, the way that I live has gotta give
Bad choice, mad causing me to stress my voice
Caught up in smoking cigar, burning barone ****
Cock back trigger, shooting at silhouette figures
Young and dumb, father left home real sudden
Couldn't grasp, mama's always whipping my ass
Failed class, teachers didn't like the questions I asked
I grew up quick, check it, I got knowledge of self
Blew up and transformed, managed to drop bomb
Resurrect when I speaks, now like debt relief
Still struggle a little more, still lost from home
But life is still a journey getting back to my wife
I'm not complete without her, my crystal
Rather hold her than my pistol
Saratoga and Bristol, Brooklyn
The rebel in love is so deep
Staying true and living still kept my ass out of prison
The vices that I use for identity crisis
Ain't a person you can blame 'cause we're one and the same, yo
I wanna roll with the gats and TECs
Do dirt and make 'em hurt to get mad respect
Even though it's kinda out of the norm
I'd rather be a quick way ahead of the storm
I lock it down
Yo
And nowadays, yo, life's abrupt
Living tough, thinking everyone's corrupt
The truth is dead, or maybe, yeah, it's all in my head
Is it more favoritism than fascist racism
At home, even abroad, yo, I doubt myself
My ability to build an empire of wealth
Not a golden brick boss, whips and fast cars
It's crazy, I'm lost from home without my babies
Every time they call me daddy, yeah, I feel like that
But I'm twisting the system, I can't look back
Reminisce and my bliss are the ones that I miss
I'm getting fed up, I take deep breaths and hold my head up
Shazam, Alakazam, the original man
Guardian of what raced off on time and space
A packed gamma, I roll it out in soul affairs
The lost tribe of Shabazz, molecules in the air
Wish that I could wake up all the mentally dead
And let 'em know about the trouble ahead
But of course, the double cross that they wear on they chest
High risk, using violence on account for making up for blackness
Tricks they still use, yet we're still confused
I watch and analyze, take notes and claim
And I click back and aim at my enemy's game
Soldier at one, fighting 'til the day that I'm done
Stay a threat, spreading knowledge is the way I protect
Pointed arrow, the gods they alike to the pharaoh
For instance, no matter how hard I'm persistent
For real, you can try, you can't destroy my existence
I wanna roll with the gats and TECs
Do dirt and make 'em hurt to get mad respect
Even though it's kinda out of the norm
I'd rather be a quick way ahead of the storm
I lock it down
I wanna roll with the gats and TECs
Do dirt and make 'em hurt to get mad respect
Even though it's kinda out of the norm
I'd rather be a quick way ahead of the storm
I lock it down
Written by: Arnold Hamilton
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