Verse 1: Six million is what it cost them To put back together that cat Steve Austin Now Defari gets Bionic Over 6 million tracks with 10 million topics I'm fiber optic crystal clear with my projection Wack MCs get cloths lined when they walk across my intersection They need protection Some guidance some right direction A job center with with an application for a new profession Never settle for nothing' less I blaze contests And set shops for pay days In strange ways life twists and turn Word to Gangstarr in this business skrilla Hard To Earn I format attack new knack technique Speak with a passion on wax and tape and CD Mad niggas front for paper And switch like a bitch in and out like a cross fader All I know is how to rock shit They say the hotter the MC the hotter the spot get "Lock shit down"
Hook: It's the coming Of the bionic Defari here to "Lock shit down" (x3)
Verse 2: See I got books of lyrics on deck like Tash Pocket full of cash ready to bounce rollin' slash Seater and hash Pro Tour in the Masters Grab the mic flex my wrists and hit like Sampres Handle this Make you believe like an evangelist (what?) That real MCs are coming to reclaim Los Angeles And heres are standing chance To finally get my time to shine In the golden state like Sprewell out the hatch "Lock lock" This heat is hot it make me lock like astronaut Like Heru said that shit for my people when we blow spots Pause Freeze My steez rolls like Es, V12s, trees and seven seas If you didn't know champ Defari Heru is a Lowland brother From the Likwit camp
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Verse 3: Wack MCs get damaged like civil eyes to savage Sharp lyrics cut deep wounds these niggas need bandages They can't handle this Los Angeles Relentless pressure Full court measure for measure I'm like Piteno a game plan Gambino Where every verse starts with defense first like a casino Every minute every hour I use brain power For Mr. Space Shuttle Challenger I devour A Tower like Eiffel Bust off verses like rifles Bust all bullets through flesh unless you're wearing a vest And even then I still enter The human form of a splinter The summer fall spring winter "Lock lock" Likwit crew member Champion contender Holy like the month of December The raw prototype member