Real Prophecy - Got It Locked lyrics

[Verse 1: Real Prophecy] I bust a punchline cuz once it's crunch time my abs are rock hard n***as are trash treating this genre like rap is not art I laugh at the fact you not hard I ain't talking bout' chocolate but everybody knows the rapper got bars I should reverse the curse and just murk the person who found you Slam you head first in the Earth and watch the dirt in the ground move Unoriginal your verses sound used Just cuz you a square doesn't mean I can't rap these circles around You already know it, you ain't ready for it I'm a deadly poet, give him two years in this game I bet he blow it Your life is a joke, everything I write is just dope Diss me and get your f**ing lyrical license revoked Nah n***a you never had one to begin with I'm the one who distribute em' Spitting wisdom so the system imprisoned him When I entered this rap game, I never skipped practice mode No wonder I got this rap sh** sewed [Hook 1: Real Prophecy] Who got the game on lock, I got it And it ain't gon' stop, I got it I got to gain more props to get my name on top But hey I ain't going pop my n***a (Repeat) [Verse 2: Mikey Knottz] Aye aiding in the (?) banging brandishing weapons Sacrilegious slanging for (?) lost the reception For the oculus of horror storming mentally morbid Praising porches harboring (?) in the fridge for porridge Through the miseducation, nah it's time for restoration Genesis cleanse creation from these inferior Satans Revelation reparations for these menstrual show shoguns Crush his skull (?) Froze him in atonement Rugged rollin devoted with a Moses Christ motive Position warrior chosen extended with army reloaded For that samurai victory Sun Tzu science Trampling over tyrants that's in a alliance with giants To save the (?) before the grotesque bring the apocalypse Far from Constantinople cuz the culture is metropolis Dubulous out the nucleus , God study studious The mind is a monument, the future's for the tutorers [Hook 2: Real Prophecy] Who got the game on lock, I got it And it ain't gon' stop, I got it I got to gain more props to get my name on top But hey I ain't going pop my n***a (Repeat) [Verse 3: Real Prophecy] Let me ask you some questions, why does the government hara** and oppress us If you black they a**ume you pa**ive aggressive acting obsessive Have some respect cuz the next generation ain't having it Leave you lost just like a tourist who ask for directions I'm on my way, don't know how long it takes for my song to play On the radio, got me impatient so I'm going harder than ever Everything I ever thought of was clever These muhf**as know when I bust a flow it's untouchable Oh you talk that real hip hop stuff Nobody wants to hear you rock cuz the way you rock s**s And you're washed up My goal is to be the dopest in life But it's a damn shame n***as never been dope they whole life And lies are what your raps are based off God forbid your a** get laid off In other words n***a don't quit your day job Don't have to tell you my reasons why You already knew it so I ain't gotta tell you what I do this for [Hook 3: Real Porphecy] Who got the game on lock, I got it And it ain't gon' stop, I got it I got to gain more props to get my name on top But hey I ain't going pop my n***a (Repeat)