[Verse 1: Locksmith]

Back from my hibernation where I've been waitin'

I've been takin' off from precaution and shapin' off for lamen

I've been carvin' bars in my vocal ways, the walls of caveman

Call 'em David slayin' Goliath, pious, but broke the Matrix

Recite ember despite when you guys whimper

I write with a slight temper, put knife in a Knight Templar

You nice, but you rhyme Kinder, I genocide when been in stride

I live and ride by these principles, let the gimmicks die

[Verse 2: Lazarus]

Switch your sides, lеavin' the most bitter critic mystified

Lyrics I, spit too sweet, pop mе a Glipizide

Swift as wicked ninja spy in disguise

Kill you on the grind and rise up on my wings and fly

Then touch and kiss the sky

And get as high as Snoop Dogg on "Ladi Dadi"

This hunger in my belly like on strike, Mahatma Ghandi

I'm makin' waves like Kawasaki Jetskis down in Maui

And you just got gunned down by Doctor whose hip-hop's a hobby

[Verse 3: Locksmith]

Nah, my only hobby is homi'

I'm in Detroit like I'm Martin, Gina and Tommy

Come find me, I got the muzzle off

Every other cough is a coffin I get to scoffin'

And often my homies push white girl like Andy Kaufman

Call him out his name and you better explain wisely

Dearly deceased, in between sheets like you an Isley

You speak contention, you need connection, you Teddy Riley

Daily diary, every new entry is a new da Vinci

[Verse 4: Lazarus]

Back to me like frisbee, diss me or dismiss me

I'm rippin' your back like a slipped disk be

I'm Bill Bigsby when angry, runnin' with the fists of Dempsey

No Walt Disney could draw something distinctly this grizzly

I just spit to you, what that did to you was elicit diss me

A spreading virus to your nasal

Like Smallpox, Ebola, COVID, but more fatal

Got these haters shakin', they won't admit it, but oh they know

Hit you with a tongue twister like I just spit you a tornado

[Verse 5: Locksmith]

More fables

Servin' you rappers the minute you mention my name and I'm ready for war, slay you

Takin' advantage of any demand of my people commandin', I'm more fatal

Shake the game loose as you poor whore's Kegel

Whore stable, filled with 'munition from Singapore's navel

I put a hole in your soul the size of a whole bagel

Locate you at a Bodega coppin' a cold Faygo

Murder your whole label, willin' and ready to clothes hang you

Verbally better than any competitor, better get out of my way

You don't measure up

[Verse 6: Lazarus]

Your death is up, the resurrection of unification of Humans in Nations

With new innovations in music creation while simultaneously improving my patients

Like Superman in the booth in a cape

And I flew through the gate, to dispute, to debate

The abuse and the hate, to produce an escape

For these starving kids and put food to the plate

I spit it to get it to get in the Guinness, the minute I finish

This medic'll put up his pen to the pinnacle pedestal

Pedal to metal, now put down the foot on a break

When I battle a rapper there's no more compatible Abracadabra, you can't stop me

From Europe, Australia, America, Africa, back up to Asia, it's Laz's Army

[Verse 7: Locksmith]

Never could pawn me, none of you ever alarm me

Sever your navel

Dead it the debit, I read it, embedded, I bet it was better, you never could calm me

Commonly, I’m an anomaly, I’m a new nominee

I'ma need mine with this rhyme I see

I'ma need all of you rappers to get back in the lab and get back to some honesty

Comedy, that shit's a commodity, labeled as sodomy

But I decided to let it slide

And slide into the mental of people who simple

Exhibit the limit, lyrics to live it

Push to the fringe, Bush with the pen

Bush would've been shook to a ten, look for within

Never hoped to revere fear, my career would appear as a book, if you want, look in

[Verse 8: Lazarus]

King T'Challa, I'm the product of pride

And I'm properly proud to be, poppin' and stackin' up money

When the economy wanna be puttin' chains on me like I'm property

Abolish your policy, brought up by a father from poverty

Who taught me and guided me, how to be a man with autonomy

Had a crown on me since a fetus on my mother's ultrasonography

I'm a machine, put ketamine inside of my lyrics, spit the American dream

The medical dean, that rips your soul out your body like dimethyltryptamine

As I'm rippin' the scene

Steady sanitizing the rap game, my lyrics are Listerine

Then I pray to the Kaaba, Alhamdulillahi rabbil Alamin