Break The Lock

Uh uh uh hardcore n***as

Uh uh uh hardcore j j j yeah er

Alright well got my s**t down here smoke that s**t

We bout to just do some nice stuff here wassup

Aaaaaaaaaaaah

UH My style hurts doesn't it

Turn around and your hole crews loving it

Uh you tried stiff neck thugging it

Couldn't sleep 'cause your mind had a bug in it

Buzzing without w**d extract

And you thought I wasn't coming Well you need a slap

Let me see chapter three verse one and I'm on

Wait fore warning you of the coming of kong

Come on splash little fishy can you swim in the pond

Are you that breaking the wall will your building respond

To the pressure walking with the strength of my predecessor

Ancient I never walk alone

I'm up against the stereo mono typical

Visualising wealth is not applicable

Now my brain cries out for me to read

With movement inspired by Johnsy D and Benjy Read

The Globe keeps spinning

The hole d**n world is

But I ain't moving

Excuse me

We can't keep joking

No no no no

Break the lock if the door's not open now

Break it down break it down

The Globe keeps spinning

The hole d**n world is

But I ain't moving

Excuse me

We can't keep joking

No no no no

Break the lock if the door's not open now

Concepts get abandoned with no gloves

Traditional trends evaporate like soap suds

The innercity whirlpool will suck you up like

You up right

Time to bring back down to syndromes

Custard in your eye like Bugsy Malone

You need to stay calm with napalm attached to ya

Embrace arm in gasoline strike a match to ya

Now now do you feel enlightened

Well I don't and I'm the one writing

Anything versus everything really means nothing

Can't be a king peacock I hate strutting

Dressed up semi jiggy I might frustrate somethin'

A lion in the wardrobe is ready to break somethin'

Mr Fantastic Fox

The Awkward individ' that makes the wack

S**t

Hot

My jazz addiction is a preminition of war

When visible tussels appear on the dance floor

The sweat breaks to the beat freak of the month year decade

Vacuum the essay now let's say

I'm one in a million a million in one room

You want an interview with the killer of monsoons

I'll sing sonnets to don and donnettes ok

I'm terrible with a broom sweeping your mess away