Lock 'N Load (feat. B.I.P.) Video (MV)

Lock it down Load it up
Wait till the bullet erupts
Check for the wounds
Wait for the tools
Slowly get up up up
Lock it down Load it up
Wait till the bullet erupts
Check for the wounds
Wait for the tools
Slowly get up up up

Stepped in the booth
A man ready to prove
Ready with the tools
I do what I want
No matter the mood
No matter the mood?
What are the rules?
Talking to the few
In the crew
Telling me
To slow down
Like slo-mo
I break more
I grasp flow
As cold as snow
Even haters see the growth
I give my whole heart to chart
My course sharp as a dart
I'm an artist buying brushes in the mart
Throw em in the cart
This is only some of the art art art

Hand me the paint brush
Got no patience for satan
Got the armor of God in a land that is vacant
Like cleveland after Lebron left
The devils on a conquest with an atomic bomb with a Louis Vuitton vest
Fully loading imma gun it down
Imma show who gone run the town
Resurrected from the underground
Better watch out when the sun is down
With a full moon, imma bloody hound, I'm dog, thirsty for another round
When you hear me you gone know my sound
And I wont stop until hope is found
Gotta white robe and a golden crown
If you dont know now
You know me now
Haaa

Lock it down Load it up
Wait till the bullet erupts
Check for the wounds
Wait for the tools
Slowly get up up up
Lock it down Load it up
Wait till the bullet erupts
Check for the wounds
Wait for the tools
Slowly get up up up

Coming and running the game
Gun on my side but I'm tucking away
I'm done with the haters got something to say
Better watch out because I might just spray
A war going and I'm not gonna play
Principalities, sorry got this mentality
My weapon got a whole gallery
Fighting my demons, I'm feeling defeated
I always fall short like I'm Danny devito
Feel like I'm putting my hand through some needles
But Jesus is with me, I'm tasting the freedom
Ah

Think before you speak
My rhymes at a level higher than you can seek
Put you down like Drake to Meek
Make you take a break
Stop breathe
Look and see what level my raps reach
After you listen once it's something you'll need
Step out of line
I'll knock you out like my name is Creed
I spit curves pitching in a seam
Life is on a thin line
But if it connects I guess this is all fine
Y'all don't see the struggles from my mind
But if it connects I guess this is all fine
Hit one beat at a time
While putting more seeds in the mind
Nothing stopping us
Must be a sign
Don't mistake me for being too kind
I'm like Hopsin step in my I'll mind
I'll mind
That's right I'm sick but I still can provide
Lucky Luchii
The Godfather Truly
Truly

Lock it down Load it up
Wait till the bullet erupts
Check for the wounds
Wait for the tools
Slowly get up up up
Lock it down Load it up
Wait till the bullet erupts
Check for the wounds
Wait for the tools
Slowly get up up up up