Letra de Lockjaw (Album Version)
Your silence is my trade Lockjaw, shut up, your silence is my trade Givin' MC's lockjaw shut up, your silence is my trade Lockjaw, shut up, your silence is my trade I'm givin' MC's lockjaw shut up your silence is my tradeHere we go, oh, no, another flow show from the young black dynamo Lockin' up jaws, MC's pause no lyrical flaws Hush, when the boss is talkin' Lay down gats and get your weak knees walkin' You ain't allowed to speak 'cause you've reached your peak The Elite don't get with the weak, shut up, 'cause I'm burnin' this cut up Boy, don't try to run up 'cause I chop up crops A weak hip hop boy tried to jock my spot and he floppedHe went down to the concrete ground, I'm a hound when I get down And I'm back, the mack with a lyrical knack To pack sacks and never pay tax, and when I leave they diss me Knowin' they can never get with me But he who laughs last gets the most cash And lives the blast past of rap trash Gone, left ya, son, gimme a call when you're doneYour silence is my trade, shut up Your silence is my tradeLockjaw, shut up, your silence is my trade Givin' MC's lockjaw, shut up, your silence is my trade Lockjaw, shut up, your silence is my trade Givin' MC's lockjaw, shut up, your silence is my tradeRun, run, run, your time is done, son Move out for the well hung young one And I'm rackin' up stacks of greenbacks, dead presidents, black Peace to my fans and I love ya and I got yo' cover 'Cause I'm back to please and cool off the hot MC's 'Cause they're runnin' around like ants, tryin' to grab their pants That shit don't make you dance, what's this beat doin'? Leavin' your posse ruinedStuck my fist in his mouth caught him on a whole shout No pity on the lyrically weak face defeat, retreat, but don't speak 'Cause I ain't through, fool and you ain't true to the mix rules You try to flow so you go for what you know But yo, bro, you ain't the flow pro, oh, I can't go slow Gotta grow 'cause I wanna get mo' dough Full blown, bad to the bone And known to get it on with a microphone, homes Leave my throne alone, I've been to the low zoneYour silence is my trade, shut up Your silence is my tradeLockjaw, shut up, your silence is my trade Givin' MC's lockjaw, shut up, your silence is my trade Lockjaw, shut up, your silence is my trade Givin' MC's lockjaw, shut up, your silence is my tradeCome on, punish, punishYour host on the coast is known to boast And roast most that choose to get close Put 'em in a lyrical knot, my spot the number 1 slot But I gotta have beats When I lyrically de feat the weak that try to compete Get 'em up, if you wanna go head up, What up? do as I instruct, black 'Cause my gat is jack backed and lookin' at your baseball hatI rolled over that mess you stole And took control, and then broke the mold Now here I stand, boss man the northwest tip is where I am And I'm runnin' this work like dope, shippin' it in planes, trains and boats Up the charts I go, steppin' on toes and throwin' low bolos My group is large, and hard no need for a bodyguard We flex, rippin' off MC's necks run 'em into critical's pecsYour silence is my trade, shut upLockjaw, shut up, your silence is my trade Givin' MC's lockjaw, shut up, your silence is my trade Lockjaw, shut up, your silence is my trade Givin' MC's lockjaw, shut up, your silence is my tradeCome on, punish, punish 'em Punish, punish 'emLockjaw, givin' MC's lockjaw Lockjaw, givin' MC's lockjaw Lockjaw, shh