Lockjaw

Dislocate my shoulder from the automatic kick back It gon bend my wrist back Windows tinted matte black Pop him in the jaw yea that fatty boutta bleed out He done had his fun but imma take his teeth now Lock in yo jaw with the clip it on sight And we flock with the mob you gon dip its ight And I don't fuck wit cops cause the laws never right And yo ma like my circle cause that shit be mad tight Lock jaw, yeah Lock jaw, yeah Lock jaw, yeah Lock jaw, yeah Lock jaw, lock jaw Lock jaw, lock jaw Lock jaw, lock jaw Lock jaw, lock jaw Runnin around the city with the motha fuckin tooly tuck You cannot run cause you the biggest obese chunky fuck Yo fat ass can keep your head if you can quickly skully duck Hoe I'm not a leprechaun you outta motha fuckin luck Hit em with the fafa You gon fuckin die die Beam him like it sci fi Drop him with the Glock nine Fuckin make his soul fly Skin him if he don't die Take yo life and keep mine Make his fuckin teeth mine Ultra violence, like I'm simp and sin There is no limit to the wicked that i keep within I'll kill your next of kin I hope that I offend Too many fucking voices I don't wanna let em in Don't be looking at me like a mother fucking, pscyho I know, that I'm gonna dead em with (My flow) Pyro, I don't know why I'm not viral Bitch I'm prolly better than your idol Like surprise, its i Wanna try? come die Who am I? sick guy Make you commit suicide Murder everybody my predicate If you ask me everybody too delicate Sitting on the precipice Give me any rapper ima hit with some better shit Body everything and anyone, no prejudice Now back off, cause you really trippin like you on bath salts And admittedly your music isn't that hard Ima hit em bet I leave em with a cracked jaw When I pull up ima cut em with a hacksaw Put em on a ventilator, watch em die Send em on an escalator to see God Celebrate their death with a glass of wine Then I'll eat their heart with some apple pie You want a shortcut to the afterlife, be my guest No problem with me sacrificing a pest They be Like JEK why you such a damn mess I'm in love with violence yes I confess Dislocate my shoulder from the automatic kick back It gon bend my wrist back Windows tinted matte black Pop him in the jaw yea that fatty boutta bleed out He done had his fun but imma take his teeth now Lock in yo jaw with the clip it on sight And we flock with the mob you gon dip its ight And i dont fuck wit cops cause the laws never right And yo ma like my circle cause that shit be mad tight Lock jaw, yeah Lock jaw, yeah Lock jaw, yeah Lock jaw, yeah Lock jaw, lock jaw Lock jaw, lock jaw Lock jaw, lock jaw Lock jaw, lock jaw