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sebastian dark - locked in lyrics
[hook: sebastian dark]
man i’ve been fearing this battle, but i guess we locked in
miss being in the skies with the low chainz in the c-ckpit
now i’m in this bunker hiding and sippin on stouts and gin
can’t let this sh-t get to me this isn’t even near the end
[verse 1: sebastian dark]
big dude with the dreadlocks
i got money to k!ll time, dead clocks
breathin’ in bad air feelin’ like i’m a head lock
when will this sh-t ever stop?
trunk ain’t b-mpin’ and jumpin’, it got the holy ghost
you don’t know what’s dope, you not even close
i’m a controlled substance and i’m abused by most
check it, when respect goes it’s time to break a nose
pumpin’ the glock, i’ll send the shots through your clothes
this sh-t has been a h-ssle, who is the king of the castle
f-ck all that sh-t i’m ready to battle
you mothaf-ckas wouldn’t have dope wordplay if you spelt weed on scrabble
i can picture you shooting at photo shots for target practice
with your crew copping a few semis to pop me
when even a red dot couldn’t fully stop me
i’ve had friends that wanted to rob me
just because they couldn’t top me, you should rot g
trynna fire shots at me like i’m the goalie and you sydney crosby
your n-body till somebody k!lls you i’ma make you famous
but when your body is at the coroners, n-body will f-ckin claim it
n-body would even know you if you won money in vegas
can’t f-ck with the huge dude with the dreads that wrote rich and famous
[hook: sebastian dark]
man i’ve been fearing this battle, but i guess we locked in
miss being in the skies with the low chainz in the c-ckpit
now i’m in this bunker hiding and sippin on stouts and gin
can’t let this sh-t get to me this isn’t even near the end
[verse 2: lil keith]
ayo, i’m tired of being broke
every n-gg- on death row must be a f-cking joke
and alternates her friends to keep switching her ident-ties
step up, stand up, you know you got qualities
my brother suicide, contemplates who will die
don’t f-ck with no one not even b-tches who act fly
yeah, welcome to my humble homely head sp-ce
i’m down for any mother f-cker trynna catch a case
good at getting her to c-m, and she c-ms often
now shine up man the br-ss for his coffin
they bombed innocent people, tryin’ to murder saddam
keeping to yourself scared that your beard hides a bomb
lean back chillin, everybody wheelin and dealin
it’s crazy baby i’ve been thinkin about you this is how ya got me feelin’
cause i can bring it left like lou rawls
i went back to earth and now we got a big -ss brawl
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