[Intro: Locksmith]
Yeah, ayo, Web
We been doin' this shit for a minute, bruh
And, uh, regardless of what these motherfuckers do
We always put the music first
You feel me? Yeah

[Verse 1: Locksmith]
I don't need a fucking cosign or to post rhymes for controversy
I'm calculated, your validation does not concern me
You created a character you could market
But I'm sharp enough to sharpen my view whenever you charge 'em
I can sense the insincerity when you stare at me
I am an aberration, this industry ain't prepare for me
Everything I spit is a part of a larger clarity
I will end your career, then turn and pay for your therapy
Where does he find the inspiration to hold his pen up?
I was destined to do this, no other place I could end up
If you mention my credentials, don't ever try to convince the
Buying public that any new artist could ever nix us
Limping up to the finish, your lyrics enable vetting
Lil' bitch, you eat the crumbs that come from my table setting
Me, I'm like Django Freeman, I strangle demons
And beat 'em to a pulp 'til they wheeze and choke, let's get 'em Web

[Chorus: Chris Webby]
I don't wanna do this, so please don't make me
Web and Lock are dangerous, straight up crazy
And we gon' knock 'em down when you line 'em up
Knock 'em down when you line 'em up, yeah, go ahead
Knock 'em down when you line 'em up
Knock 'em down when you line 'em up, like what?
[Verse 2: Chris Webby]
Ayo, Lock, they don't really wanna go to war
With these soldiers, more bold, got the soul of Thor
Leave 'em broke and sore, swingin' 'til my shoulders tore
Shit, I guess that what I'm saying's I'm too dope for your
Bullshit, a full clip, that you won't ignore
Or your brain matter'll go from dome to floor
Y'all trash like Oscar the Grouch's home decor
I'm in the game, shit, and I don't even know the score
All I know is that I'm winning it, militant with my syllables
The end for you is imminent, the damage'll be critical
Me? I'm formidable, you? You are pitiful
Just a bunch of clones, and me? I'm the original
So they call me Jango Fett, a heavyweight on set
You Stormtroopers really ain't no threat
When this Mandalorian cuts through bone and flesh
Makin' all of my opponents sweat, let's get 'em, Lock, yeah

[Chorus: Chris Webby]
I don't wanna do this, so please don't make me
Web and Lock are dangerous, straight up crazy
And we gon' knock 'em down when you line 'em up
Knock 'em down when you line 'em up, yeah, go ahead
Knock 'em down when you line 'em up
Knock 'em down when you line 'em up, like what?