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Lockjaw

815

Hip-Hop/Rap

Lockjaw was released on December 10, 2025 by 3411 as a part of the album WOLVES

Song Details

Release DateDecember 10, 2025

Label3411

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM62

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

George Roblin

Rap

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

George Roblin

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Travis Tayfel

Engineer

Lyrics

I had to get it from the ground up

Don't bring that hating shit around us

When it's time you better mount up

You could ask my brother what a hound does

All I need is a mic and camcord

Only thing in my hand is my damn sword

Devil speaking, I think bout the grams more

My bro made a career off a transport

Back when that battle ground was my dance floor

Back when my only friend was my landlord

I was giving em hymns that I stand for

You don't have my respect if you ran for it, bitch

Gripping a fifth

Still me and Trav and we stick to the print

Back on the ave in a whip with the tints

And I ain't been to Hell but I'll give em a glimpse, uh

Still wildin out tell em don't trip

I'm still flipping these bars into gold bricks

It's a war of attrition, my opus

I was dope sick when I wrote this

Head in the clouds

Walk through the storm ain't no settling down

All that I got till I'm dead in the ground

Free my dawg till they letting him out, type shit

If I shake off these chains I'm a flight risk

Hit it once and I'm leaving her lifeless

Then take one final look what I might miss

I'm a goner just look at my right wrist

Dawg I ain't gotta say who the nicest

Just be honest y'all don't do it like this

I just let my soul bleed I don't write shit

But they don't know the cost and that's priceless

Papaoutai, serve raw like you copping a bootleg

Stained from the claws that I'm washing in D'usse

Flock full of blue jays, heart full of crusades

Start '95 and it stopped on a Tuesday

Tell me why they talk like they knew me

That's a dub, that's a opp, that's groupie

Man who they? Man who they

Ah-Ah-Ah

I was raised by the wolves

Raised by the heartache and fake shit they pull

Looked like a sheep he was draped in it's wool

That boy took on the horns but it came with the bull

I need payment full and I count that

Got your name on the bullet how bout that

Clock is incapable of getting wound back

And I'm insatiable I want my crown back

Look

I pulled the sword that was tempered in fire

I'm what you get when the embers expire

Lost as a child I would tremble and cry

But like Krizzle said I'm remembered in time

I was raised by the wolves in the den I reside

I give thanks for the pack and repent for the pride

We embarked on this road now I'm left on the side

But I thought that we swore it was Semper and Fi

Look I know the delivery overdue

On my own I was licking these open wounds

Almost ripped me in two getting over you

No I can't stay for long, got a show to do

And I know it's not that far

Cause all of them know how I got that scar

Spoke to the devil and copped that raw

But I still never learned how to lock that jaw

Written by: George Roblin

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