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Lockjaw (Letra)

Zebrahead

Zebrahead

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Lockjaw my skin raw
I¥ve had it with you walking on me
like an addict still manic

scratching on that itch till i bleed
seesaw on my last straw
why you always wanna compete?
irradic, start a panic
fight apologize repeat
i defy you boxing me in

You¥re always boxing me in
Won¥t let it happen again
You¥re always boxing me in
Won¥t let it happen again

True crime in high times
make no sudden movements just freeze
like a cheap shot thats hard fought
I like you when you¥re down on your knees
my teeth grind, shoot blind
i¥m always on the edge of my seat
like a good cop to the bad cop
fight apologize repeat
i defy you boxing me in

On and On Again
i feel worthless
Start to brawl and then
feel so small
on and on again
say I¥m helpless
start and stall and then
make me crawl
On and on again
its never painless
start to brawl and then
feel so small
on and on again
say I¥m reckless
start and stall and then
watch me fall

You¥re always boxing me in
Over before it begins
Always the same in the end
Won¥t let it happen again

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Lockjaw (Letra)

French Montana

French Montana Part. Kodak Black

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

[intro: French Montana]
My nigga on the road
You never told me
Montana

[hook: Kodak Black and French Montana]
It be hard to watch the cash
When the bands keep droppin’
Got the big 40 on me so my pants keep fallin’
It be hard to understand me
Cause my jaw keep lockin’
I ain’t even tryna talk
Cause my jaw keep lockin’
She ain’t tryna be a freak
But them bands keep poppin’
Still caught up in the streets
And the feds still knockin’
It be hard to understand me
My jaw keep lockin’
It be hard to understand me
Cause my jaw keep lockin’
Bite down, bite down
It’d be hard to understand me
Cause my jaw keep lockin’
Bite down, bite down
It’d be hard to understand me
Cause my jaw keep lockin’

[verse 1: Kodak Black & French Montana]
I chew your lil’ mup, I boot a nigga up
Got the snipers in the dually truck
And we tooly’d up
I be tryin’ change my life
But a monkey on my back
I’ve been rollin’ all night
I got a monkey on my back
(skrr, skrr)
All about the mula
Throw a hundred chains on, tryna cool off
I know a nigga blessed, pray to god
Soon as the floor hits my feet
I’m getting high
Eyes bowleg, lookin’ crooked in the face
She keep lookin’ in her drink
Probably think the liquor laced
Nah bitch, I’m 1k
And I’m gonna keep it one-hund’ though
Biting down, ‘bout to rip my tongue off

[hook: Kodak Black and French Montana]
It be hard to watch the cash
When the bands keep droppin’
Got the big 40 on me so my pants keep fallin’
It be hard to understand me
Cause my jaw keep lockin’
I ain’t even tryna talk
Cause my jaw keep lockin’
She ain’t tryna be a freak
But them bands keep poppin’
Still caught up in the streets
And the feds still knockin’
It be hard to understand me
My jaw keep lockin’
It be hard to understand me
Cause my jaw keep lockin’
Bite down, bite down
It be hard to understand me
Cause my jaw keep lockin’
Bite down, bite down
It be hard to understand me
Cause my jaw keep lockin’

[verse 2: Kodak Black & French Montana]
Slide in the cutlass
And you know I paint it candy
Then I pulled up in a bucket
But I used to want to a hemi
And I’m pouring up the round
Then I’m sippin on remy
I ain’t fuckin with
That white shit I’m throwed off henny
Pull up to the back, black zac
Chief rockin’
And the feds keep lurkin’
Cause the boys keep talkin’
Ritz carlton
Ran off on the plug about forty times
Forty niggas strapped, we the 49’ers
Bite downn, karlton hines
Got two twin bitches doing 69
Jump off to the mula and you know that
50 Chains on, diamonds flashing like kodak
I remember toting. 38, now I got a semi
Could have been had a baby k
But I wasn’t ready
Shawty say she like my larry pack
Thought I went to kelly
Nah baby I ain’t want no wap
I just want the fetty

[hook: Kodak Black and French Montana]
It be hard to watch the cash
When the bands keep droppin’
Got the big 40 on me so my pants keep fallin’
It be hard to understand me
Cause my jaw keep lockin’
I ain’t even tryna talk
Cause my jaw keep lockin’
She ain’t tryna be a freak
But them bands keep poppin’
Still caught up in the streets
And the feds still knockin’
It be hard to understand me
My jaw keep lockin’
It be hard to understand me
Cause my jaw keep lockin’
Bite down, bite down
It be hard to understand me
Cause my jaw keep lockin’
Bite down, bite down
It be hard to understand me
Cause my jaw keep lockin’

[outro: Kodak Black & French Montana]
Ay, ay ay, ay, ay ay ay
Skrr, ay, ay ay ay, ay, ay ay
Bite down, bite down
It be hard to understand me
Cause my jaw keep lockin’
Bite down, bite down
It be hard to understand me
Cause my jaw keep lockin’
Ay, ay ay ay

Lockjaw (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

I look outside the sky is grey
And the clouds are filled with rain
It makes me jealous how it opens up and
I’m stuck inside again
I’m like a sitcom polyester family
Inside my t.v.
I’m the boy in the bubble and you
Can’t touch me
I’ll never open up
I’m never coming out and

I fear every time when the government calls
I’m absent hiding in my closet
I feel like a news correspondent
Got lockjaw can’t tell you that i love you
Got lockjaw can’t tell you that i love you

I stand in the mirror and i pull my hair out
I can’t control my thoughts
I wonder why my eyes are dry as a desert
My stomach’s tied in knots
I’m like a freak show sitting on a sidewalk
My outline drawn in chalk, yeah
I freeze every time i hear the phone ring
I’ll never hear you knock
I’ll never open up
I’m never coming out and

I fear every time when the government calls
I’m absent hiding in my closet
I feel like a news correspondent
Got lockjaw can’t tell you that i love you
Got lockjaw can’t tell you that i love you

I thumb through magazines to garner love facts
Cosmo’s got seven tips
I pick up the phone and i try to call you
No words just frozen lips, yeah
I send a message, but you know it’s always cryptic
No sound on my t.v. yeah
I’m the boy in the bubble and you
Can’t touch me
I’ll never open up
I’m never coming out and

I fear every time when the government calls
I’m absent hiding in my closet
I feel like a news correspondent
Got lockjaw can’t tell you that i love you
Got lockjaw can’t tell you that i love you
Got lockjaw (can’t tell you that i love you)
Got lockjaw (can’t tell you that i love you)
I love you

Lockjaw (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

{your silence is my trade}
Lockjaw! (shut up!) {your silence is my trade}
Givin’ mcs lockjaw! (shut up!) {your silence is my trade}
Lockjaw! (shut up!) {your silence is my trade}
I’m givin’ mcs lockjaw! (shut up!) {your silence is my trade}

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

2x:
Lockjaw! (shut up!) {your silence is my trade}
Givin’ mcs lockjaw! (shut up!) {your silence is my trade}

Run, run, run, your time is done, son
Move out for the well-hung young one
And i’m rackin’ up stacks of greenbacks –
Dead presidents, black!
Peace to my fans and i love ya
And i got yo’ cover
‘cause i’m back to please
And cool off the hot mcs
‘cause they’re runnin’ around like ants, tryin’ to grab their pants
That shit don’t make you dance!
What’s this beat doin’?
Leavin’ your posse ruined
Stuck my fist in his mouth
Caught him on a whole shout
No pity on the lyrically weak
Face defeat, retreat, but don’t speak
‘cause i ain’t through, fool
And you ain’t true to the mix rules!
You try to flow so you go for what you know
But yo, bro, you ain’t the flow pro
(ohh!) i can’t go slow
Gotta grow ‘cause i wanna get mo’ dough
Full blown, bad to the bone
And known to get it on with a microphone, homes
Leave my throne alone
I’ve been to the low zone
Your silence is my trade, shut up!
{your silence is my trade}

2x:
Lockjaw! (shut up!) {your silence is my trade}
Givin’ mcs lockjaw! (shut up!) {your silence is my trade}

Come on, punish!
Punish!

Your host on the coast is known to boast
And roast most that choose to get close
Put ‘em in a lyrical knot
My spot: the #1 slot
But i gotta have beats
When i lyrically de-feat the weak that try to compete
Get ‘em up, if you wanna go head-up
What up? do as i instruct, black
‘cause my gat is jack-backed
And lookin’ at your baseball hat
I rolled over that mess you stole
And took control, and then broke the mold!
Now here i stand, boss man
The northwest tip is where i am
And i’m runnin’ this work like dope
Shippin’ it in planes, trains and boats
Up the charts i go
Steppin’ on toes and throwin’ low bolos
My group is large, and hard
No need for a bodyguard
We flex, rippin’ off mcs’ necks
Run ‘em into critical’s pecs
Your silence is my trade, shut up!

2x:
Lockjaw! {your silence is my trade}
Givin’ mcs lockjaw! {your silence is my trade}

Come on, punish!
Punish ‘em!
Punish!
Punish ‘em!

Lockjaw!
Givin’ mcs lockjaw!
Lockjaw!
Givin’ mcs lockjaw!
Lockjaw! shhh

Lockjaw (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Look out children
Mothers hide all the children who lie
Lockjaw’s coming with a rusty nail
He’s gonna nail your mouth open wide
Look out children
Boys and girls who do falsify
From the black forest with a hammerhead
He’s looking for you with a rusty eye

In the black forest, lives an ogre named lockjaw. lockjaw doesn’t like children
Who tell lies. late at night he stalks the houses of the fibbers and the
Falsifiers, and before they can cry out from their beds, he nails their jaws
Open with a rusty nail, using his head for a hammer. you may escape him for a
While and think you fooled him, but he’ll get you in the end. he’ll get ya!
He’ll get ya!!

Lockjaw’s coming
Hide your heads, all you lying children
Mothers hide all your lying children
Fathers hide all your lying children

Look out mothers
Telling lies to a gullible child
Lockjaw’s coming with a rusty nail
He’gonna nail your mouth open wide
Look out fathers
Teachers and leaders who do falsify
From the black forest with a hammerhead
He’s looking for you with a rusty eye

Many people wonder "could such a terrible tail be true? who would make up such
A terrible tale?" it seems such a cruel punishment for such a tiny little lie.
Well, i’ve got to confess. it’s a fib. i made it up myself. it’s pretty funny,
Don’t you think? ha, ha ha! gag, gag, gag!!!

Lockjaw (Letra)

Rugburns

Rugburns

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

I look outside the sky is grey
And the clouds are filled with rain
It makes me jealous how it opens up and
I’m stuck inside again
I’m like a sitcom polyester family
Inside my t.v.
I’m the boy in the bubble and you
Can’t touch me
I’ll never open up
I’m never coming out and

I fear every time when the government calls
I’m absent hiding in my closet
I feel like a news correspondent
Got lockjaw can’t tell you that i love you
Got lockjaw can’t tell you that i love you

I stand in the mirror and i pull my hair out
I can’t control my thoughts
I wonder why my eyes are dry as a desert
My stomach’s tied in knots
I’m like a freak show sitting on a sidewalk
My outline drawn in chalk, yeah
I freeze every time i hear the phone ring
I’ll never hear you knock
I’ll never open up
I’m never coming out and

I fear every time when the government calls
I’m absent hiding in my closet
I feel like a news correspondent
Got lockjaw can’t tell you that i love you
Got lockjaw can’t tell you that i love you

I thumb through magazines to garner love facts
Cosmo’s got seven tips
I pick up the phone and i try to call you
No words just frozen lips, yeah
I send a message, but you know it’s always cryptic
No sound on my t.v. yeah
I’m the boy in the bubble and you
Can’t touch me
I’ll never open up
I’m never coming out and

I fear every time when the government calls
I’m absent hiding in my closet
I feel like a news correspondent
Got lockjaw can’t tell you that i love you
Got lockjaw can’t tell you that i love you
Got lockjaw (can’t tell you that i love you)
Got lockjaw (can’t tell you that i love you)
I love you