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mic pompei - lock down lyrics

[intro: mic pompei]
ayo, we came here in shackles
tatted
dirty in the gutter
yeah, hey, yeah

[chorus: mic pompei]
lock down in my city (ayy)
top down, i got a top down
i got a top down, i’m off [?] (what?)
what now? what now?
lock down in my city (ayy)
lock down, they got us locked down
i got a top down, i’m off [?] (what?)
what now? i got a [?] now?
yeah, ayy
top down, i got a top down
what? what? (top down, top down)
what now? i got a [?] now
yeah, ayy (what now? what now?)
lock down, ain’t got us knocked down
i got a top down, i’m off [?] (ayy)
what now? i got a [?] now?

[verse 1: mic pompei]
lock down in my city (yoo)
blade runner on a hungie
i could really spot a fake from your fitty, uh
see they way you ‘round a ungie
if you really fly, why you got a bungie? (huh?)
most these c+nts are really pitiful (huh?)
litty, litty, litty, swimmin’ in the sauce
drown you rappers in a kiddy pool, yeah
always with the earners, i just carry ‘round
a different bag when i finish school (ha)
seen the boys in a baggie greens
i was baggin’ greens like this sh+t is cool, but
(likе sh+t is cool, but) yeah
i ain’t really evеr sayin’ much about it, i don’t do that
(nah, i don’t do that)
when every c+nt i [?] is like a bl++dy barracuda
run it, run it, what it do, brah?
i could really kick you mad game (hiya)
better swerve up outta my lane
‘less you really want a migraine (skrr)
you can feel the pain, i can feel the pain, bruz (yeah)
f+ck it, keep it movin’, bang bus (yeah)
fill a bottle up with all the anger (ayy)
spill it out, i k!ll a stranger
(splash) yeah
what the f+ck you think is gonna happen if you cage us?
(you think is gonna happen?) yeah
you return to god like baby jesus couldn’t save us
burn it, burn it to the ground
didn’t make a sound, i’ma put it down
i’ma put ‘em down like a bunch of sick dogs
raa, lock down (yeah, yeah)
[chorus: mic pompei]
lock down in my city
top down, i got a top down
i got a top down, i’m off [?] (what?)
what now? what now?
lock down in my city
lock down, they got us locked down
i got a top down, i’m off [?] (what?)
what now? i got a [?] now?
yeah, ayy
top down, i got a top down
what? what? (top down, top down)
what now? i got a [?] now
yeah, ayy (what now? what now?)
lock down, they got us locked down
i got a top down, i’m off [?] (ayy)
what now? i got a [?] now? (yeah)

[verse 2: mic pompei]
like, what you know about it? (what you know?)
this was a prison now it
is where we livin’, baby (baby)
ogs [?] ([?])
i just want hundred thousand (thousand)
i just need hundred thousand (cash)
my mind on money, baby (cha+ching)
feel like i’m lost without it (ooh)
yeah, imagine coppers came
and kicked you outta all your f+ckin’ houses
(woop, woop) yeah, like sh+t is just a game
and you can’t do a f+ckin’ thing about it
burn it, burn it to the ground
didn’t make a sound, i’ma put it down
i’ma put ‘em down like a bunch of sick dogs (ayy)
raa, lock down
[verse 3: jimmy nice]
uh, yo, uh
you held me down since i was twelve
we only ran at the sight of twelve
i went to school with your brother
but you like my brother, we ran this sh+t irl
been h+lla bossin’, i look at these rappers
like amateur bl+wj+bs
[?]
they already suckin’, i barely took clothes off
uh, may need to raise it
to break down the key to the kingdom, now welcome to babylon
south of the border the bluer the water
where [?] respond to cattle dog
[?], i show ‘em proof
ran in the buildin’ like “no one move”
put some respect on my catalogue
put some respect on my catalogue
major moments over minor chords
silent cyphers up inside the morgue
floor throws are moroccan+made
no correlation with mine and yours
[?] you starin’ at your mother’s urn
nothin’s hard as far as i’m concerned
everything i touch i burn (uh)
everything i touch i burn
e’rybody claim goat
y’all just a sacrificial lamb hangin’ by the throat (woo)
y’all just been tryna stay afloat (woo)
i built me a new designer boat
honours in criminal etiquette
this record is felony predicate
you don’t really push
‘cause you ‘round crooks sellin’ it, lock it down

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