Locked In - Katalyst K (Beat by Hypenotik) Footage from the Humber River

Lyrics: when the doors close; I am locked in, boxed in; put a nail in my coffin I am coughing - a nasty sickness spitting with quickness you are all here to witness the slickest, head of hair under the fitted so wicked, most witches would not contest me I am zesty, hot with another flavour; come to arrest me my words are straight deadly, you best be ready for verbal assault when I speak; the matter that is heavy armed for a regiment intelligent to settle it in any settlement; I get down if you endeavor it measure shit - up to the boots or the high waders my papers get burned as my mind is seeing sky scrapers walking on a tight rope; I cannot talk yet I hear some people tell me that I write dope I might choke; slip a tongue on a right note if I get cut, I know I did it for a hype show I am psycho; a child that carried a rifle they put it on a screen with an idol lie to the youth; broadcast it all the while crack in a vile appears to be vital another day; another cold mile reaching to the streets with scraps of trash piles it is that wild; I just wonder where I put my brain it looks the same, in the frame of the hunger pain I am under chains, in need of my lung to change the funneled grain, has fallen through in this time of shame I am rhyme for change, give a buck if you like my game I spit it tight, you could lick my mic but never hit it right I lift the sight to the right target, I might start it or my assassination will see you departed I am like garbage; littered trash at the side of the road wide of a load; make you push if you abide by the code to get over like an over load; before it is time for the sober mode back to the real or false facts will take hold of what you hope to know