Game on Lock

[Verse 1] I carry one hell of a reputation, a lane I'm set to stay in Once I slide into the booth and give these fools some detonation I sweat and pace like I was freshly on a date when I kiss and spit upon this microphone in which I'm facing Say "amen," I am only but a man Tryna perfect this craftsmanship, this shit latent Compared to what I'm bakin', in the kitchen, I'm on top of it And I can promise that you won't not love it, I got that flow chopped Under the bars, I give the tundra to y'all Give back a thunder applause, I'll give you something to stall Out 'til the next run, they listen content cause My spit can impress 2014's KRS-One You know I'm a wild threat from lines in my sound check You spit from a stage that my GPS hasn't found yet (found yet) And I and Army Zenn gon' have to get your party spinnin' Cause this shit is hardly hittin' and we galleried sound vets And I'm about to be crowned next Cause y'all abuse the power 'til you're found in the foul press I haven't hardly started, this is but a taste of stardom When you spot me in the Glenside News, or Daily Targum After class, used to rap, 'til my ass got the message That I've mastered the past, it's attracting a presence For my future rather, whatever you would rather label me Focus on the last or the new disasters awaiting me I'm patiently making a blueprint for the flows So don't choose to oppose this movement as it grows We rose, so go, and put in all your effort left to fight thurl My competition still Chipotle to a white girl Devour that shit up, won't even leave the plate crumbs Spittin' for a second, I can't recollect my day one Been heating up to steam, like lil B, in need of aprons And if you feelin' different come and say sum'n [Hook (x2)] I got the game on lock I don't see a spot of shade on top Man I ain't gon' stop I got this game on lock M-my energy you ain't gon' top Cause I ain't gon' stop