Luyện nghe bài hát Lockjaw

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

we go! Oh no,
Another flow show from the black dynamo
Lockin' up jaws, MCs -
No flaws
Hush, the boss is talkin'
Lay down gats and get weak knees walkin'
You ain't allowed to speak you've reached your peak
The elite don't get the weak
Shut up, 'cause I'm burnin' cut up
Boy, try to run up
I chop up crops
A weak hip-hop boy to jock my spot and he flopped
He went to the concrete ground
I'm a hound I get down
And I'm back, the mack with a lyrical
To pack and never pay tax
And when I they diss me
Knowin' they can get with me
But he who laughs gets the most cash
And the blast past of rap trash
Gone! ya, son
Gimme a call you're done
Your is my trade, shut up!
{Your silence is my

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

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

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

on, Punish!
Punish!

Your host on the is known to boast
And roast most that to get close
Put 'em in a knot
My the #1 slot
But I gotta have
When I lyrically de-feat the weak try to compete
Get 'em up, if you wanna go
What up? Do as I instruct,
'Cause my gat is
And lookin' at baseball hat
I rolled over mess you stole
And took control, and broke the mold!
Now here I stand, man
The tip is where I am
And I'm runnin' this work dope
Shippin' it in planes, and boats
Up the I go
on toes and throwin' low bolos
My is large, and hard
No for a bodyguard
We flex, rippin' off MCs'
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!