Lockjaw

[Intro: Sample] "Where's the intruder?" "Looks like he went to the tower" [Verse: Trunks] Before I rock raps, I drink a keg of Listerine Then I spit the freshest lines you'll ever hear for centuries Then I form blazing sword and cut your mic cords And kill them garbage rhymes only your friends get hyped for Blitz your whole team, them niggas need to come clean So I give 'em an acid wash like old school Levi jeans (Lockjaw!) Crackin' your faulty frame And I bring the house down without hijackin' planes Lock, Stocked with Two Smokin' Barrels and will use it To fuck up more beats per minute than drum 'n' bass music Trunks ain't a rapper, he's a monster from the future Twistin' your body in more positions than Kama Sutra Smart-ass, gettin' the Last Word with Jim Rome With a right hand like Dr. Claw that's known for breakin' bones "I'll get you next time Gadget, next time" We can have a close encounter of the fucked up kind [Outro: Sample] "Time warp, set on"