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Aim & Lock 2 by Lil Verse

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Aim & Lock 2

Hip Hop,male vocals

0:003:04
Lyrics
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[Intro – Spoken / Cold tone]
Yeah…
You barked loud, but this clip’s full metal.
Now you got my aim —
Let’s dance.
[Verse 1]
Yo, you poked the dragon, now you breathin’ in fire,
This ain’t a mic, it's a wire — I’m hangin' you higher,
You’re a fraud in designer, weak with ghost writers,
I’m the soul of the cipher, you a ghost in the cypher.
You dropped a shot, barely grazed the frame,
I drop bars like grenades — now embrace the flame.
Every line you spit is filler, I lace with pain,
You scribble verses in crayon, I engrave in veins.
Tried to dance in the ring, now your ankles snapped,
Every jab I throw cracks — you can't handle that.
I'm not MGK, I don't fade from the hate,
I reload, aim, lock — then I detonate.
[Chorus]
🔒 Aim and lock — barrel to your talkbox,
You wanted smoke? Now you chokin’ on the cough drop.
🎯 Aim and lock — surgical with the shot,
You stepped to a god, now pray to whatever you got.
🔒 Aim and lock — no miss, no flinch,
I'm not a diss, I’m a glitch in your whole pitch.
🎯 Aim and lock — I don’t warn, I pop,
Now pick your jaw off the floor, I just cleaned your clock.
[Verse 2]
I’m the apex apexin’, you basic with fake flexin’,
I dissect your text, inject venom in each section.
I ain't stressin’ your mentions — I’m bench-pressin’ ascension,
While you beg for attention with emoji intentions.
You rap like you Google’d “rhymes for vengeance,”
I rap like I am the vengeance — raw, relentless.
You drop threats like a kid with a BB gun,
I pull out schemes so sick they need a CDC run.
You mimic my cadence, hope the shade'll get you lit,
But you ain't got the lungs to breathe in what I spit.
You tried to sun me? Nah — I eclipse your shine,
Every round you throw’s blind, every rhyme is a crime.
[Bridge – Spoken Word Flow]
You wanna box with a shadow that bleeds ink?
You bit off a verse you can’t even digest.
Should’ve kept quiet —
But now… you’re just a test.
[Chorus]
🔒 Aim and lock — barrel to your talkbox,
You wanted smoke? Now you chokin’ on the cough drop.
🎯 Aim and lock — surgical with the shot,
You stepped to a god, now pray to whatever you got.
🔒 Aim and lock — no miss, no flinch,
I'm not a diss, I’m a glitch in your whole pitch.
🎯 Aim and lock — I don’t warn, I pop,
Now pick your jaw off the floor, I just cleaned your clock.
[Verse 3 – Final Round, Ruthless]
I don’t tweet war, I eat war, beast mode repeat score,
You leech off decoys, I deploy deep lore.
Your bars? Hollow tips. My pen? Apollo’s gift,
You barked loud 'til I showed up and swallowed it.
This ain't rap beef, this is damage control,
You ain't in my class — you audit the soul.
I’m decades in, you're two likes deep,
I spit a verse that buries your whole life in one sweep.
Should've known better — now you're a chalk line,
Next time you mouth off, better cost you a fine.
I ain’t here to play — I’m here to erase,
Signed: The ghost in your mic, now delete your face.
[Outro – Whispered]
You asked fo