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{Your is my trade}
Lockjaw! (Shut up!) {Your is my trade}
Givin' MCs lockjaw! (Shut up!) silence is my trade}
Lockjaw! (Shut up!) {Your is my trade}
I'm givin' MCs lockjaw! (Shut up!) silence is my trade}

we go! Oh no,
Another flow show from the young dynamo
Lockin' up jaws, MCs -
No lyrical
Hush, when the is talkin'
Lay down gats and get your knees walkin'
You allowed to speak 'cause you've reached your peak
The elite get with the weak
Shut up, 'cause I'm burnin' cut up
Boy, try to run up
'Cause I chop up
A weak hip-hop boy to jock my spot and he flopped
He went down to the ground
I'm a hound I get down
And I'm back, the with a lyrical knack
To sacks and never pay tax
And when I leave diss me
Knowin' they can get with me
But he who laughs last the most cash
And the blast past of rap trash
Gone! ya, son
Gimme a call when you're
Your silence is my trade, up!
{Your silence is my

2x:
Lockjaw! (Shut up!) silence is my trade}
Givin' MCs lockjaw! (Shut up!) {Your silence is my

Run, run, run, time is done, son
out for the well-hung young one
And I'm rackin' up of greenbacks -
presidents, black!
Peace to my fans and I ya
And I got yo'
'Cause I'm to please
And off the hot MCs
'Cause they're runnin' around like ants, tryin' to their pants
That shit make you dance!
What's this beat
Leavin' posse ruined
Stuck my fist in his
him on a whole shout
No pity on the lyrically
Face defeat, retreat, but speak
'Cause I ain't through,
And you true to the Mix rules!
You try to flow so you go for what you
But yo, bro, you ain't the pro
(Ohh!) I can't go
grow 'cause I wanna get mo' dough
Full blown, bad to the
And known to get it on with a microphone,
my throne alone
I've to the low zone
Your silence is my trade, up!
{Your is my trade}

2x:
Lockjaw! (Shut up!) silence is my trade}
Givin' MCs lockjaw! (Shut up!) {Your silence is my

on, Punish!
Punish!

Your host on the is known to boast
And roast most that choose to get
Put 'em in a knot
My spot: the #1
But I have beats
I lyrically de-feat the weak that try to compete
Get 'em up, if you wanna go
up? Do as I instruct, black
'Cause my gat is
And lookin' at baseball hat
I rolled over that mess you
And took control, and then the mold!
Now here I stand, man
The NorthWest tip is I am
And I'm runnin' this work dope
Shippin' it in planes, and boats
Up the I go
Steppin' on and throwin' low bolos
My group is large, and
No need for a
We flex, rippin' off necks
Run 'em into Critical's
silence is my trade, shut up!

2x:
Lockjaw! {Your silence is my
Givin' MCs lockjaw! {Your is my trade}

on, Punish!
'em!
Punish!
'em!

Lockjaw!
MCs lockjaw!
Lockjaw!
MCs lockjaw!
Lockjaw!