Lockjaw Lyrics - King Geedorah

"Where's the intruder?" "Looks like he went to the tower" 

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 niggaz 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 

Locked 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 Jome 

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 

"Time warp, set on"