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letra de signs - locksmith

locksmith (verse 1):

back from my hibernation where i’ve been waitin’
i’ve been takin’ off from precaution and shapin’ off from lamen
i’ve been carvin’ bars in my vocal ways, the walls of caveman
call ’em david, slayin’ goliath, pious but broke the matrix
recite ember despite when you guys whimper
i write with a slight temper, put knife in a knight templar
you nice, but you rhyme kinder
i genocide when been in stride
i live and ride by these princ-p-ls
let the chemists diе

lazarus (verse 1):

switch ya sides
lеaving the most bitter critic mystified
lyrics i, spit too sweet, pop me a glipizide
swift as wicked ninja spy, in disguise
k!ll you on the grind and rise up on my wings and fly, touch and kiss the sky
and get as high as snoop on ladi dadi
this hunger in my belly like on strike, mahatma ghandi
i’m makin’ waves like kawasaki jetskis down in maui
and you just got gunned down by doctor ???

locksmith (verse 2):
nah, my only hobby is hami
i’m in detroit like i’m martin, gina and tommy
come find me
i got the muzzle off
every other cough is a coffin i get to scoffin’
and often my homies push white girl like andy kaufman
call him out his name and you better explain wisely
dearly deceased, in between sheets like you an isley
you speak contention, you need connection
you teddy riley
daily diary
every new entry is a new da vinci

lazarus (verse 2):

back to me like frisbee
diss me or dismiss me
i’m rippin’ your back like a slipped disk be
i’m bill bigsby when angry, runnin’ with the fists of dempsey
no walt disney could draw something distinctly this grizzly
i just spit to you what did to you was elicit diss me
a spreading virus to your nasal
like smallpox, ebola, covid, but more fatal
got these haters shakin’, they won’t admit but oh they know
hit you with a tongue twister like i just spit you a tornado
locksmith (verse 3):

more fatal
servin’ you rappers the minute you mention my name and i’m ready for war
slay you
takin’ advantage of any demand of my people commandin’
more ?
shake the game loose as you poor wh0re’s kegel
wh0re stable, filled with ‘munition from singapore’s navel
i put a whole in your soul the size of a whole bagel
locate you at a bodego coppin’ a cold faygo
murder your whole label
willin’ and ready to clothes hang you
verbally better than any competitor, better get out of my way
you don’t measure up

lazarus (verse 3):

your death is up
the resurrection of unification of humans in nations
with new innovations, in music creation, while simultaneously improving my patients
like superman
in the booth in a cape, and i flew through the gate, to dispute, to debate, the abuse and the hate
to produce an escape, for these starving kids and put food to the plate
i spit it to get it
to get in the guinness, the minute i finish, this medic’ll put up his pen to the pinnacle pedestal, pedal to metal, now put down the foot on a break
when i battle a rapper there’s no more compatible abracadabra, you can’t stop me
from europe, australia, america, africa, back up to asia, it’s laz’s army!
locksmith (verse 4):

never could p-wn me
none of you ever alarm me
sever your ? army
debit, i dead it, i read it, embedded and vet it
you never could con me
commonly, i’m an anomaly, i’m a new nominee
i’m eat mine with this rhyme, see
i’mma need all of you rappers to get back in the lab and get back to some honesty
comedy, that sh-t’s a commodity
labeled as sodomy
but i decided to let it slide
and slide into the mental of people who simple
exhibit the limit, lyrics to live it
push to the fringe, ? woulda been, ? woulda been, shook to a 10, look to within
never hoped to revere fear, my career would appear as a book
if you want, take a look within

lazarus (verse 4):

king t’challa, i’m the product of pride
and i’m properly proud to be, poppin’ and stackin’ up money
when the economy wanna be puttin’ chains on me like i’m property, abolish your policy, brought up by a father from poverty, who taught me and guided me, how to be a man with autonomy, had a the crown on me, since a fetus on my mother’s ultrasonography
i’m a machine, put ketamine inside of my lyrics, spit the american dream, the medical dean, that rips your soul out your body like dimethyltryptamine, as i’m rippin’ the scene
steady sanitizing the rap game, my lyrics are listerine
then i pray to the kaaba, alhamdulillahi rabbil alamin!

- locksmith

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