Operation Lockdown Songtext
von Harry Shotta

It′s Operation: Lockdown
It's Operation: Lockdown
It′s Operation: Lockdown
It's Operation: Lockdown

I'm out here, self-distancing
In my own zone, I get claustrophobic
I′m an impulsive individual
Keep that thought to yourself, it′s getting explosive
Gold studio, more tunes
My D&B junkies need the dosage

Inject the serum when I inject
Kings of the road, it's just like voltage
My town like a ghost town
But I′m rolling through on a horseback
Four horsemen, book of revelations


This revolution, they forced that
We ain't giving in, we stay going in
And I′m still spitting that course rap
If they wanna control the airwaves
I'll bring Syndicate and bring Force back
They′ll never stop me bringing the antidote
We go underground if we have to
In a bunker with that soul food
With that melody that will catch you
They tell you stand still

And you're all looking like statues
They say people are sheeple
But military minds will match you
Man I made this to attack you
With a thinking always lateral
I was scribbling scriptures
Stashing poetry up in my satchel
From age six
So going against the grain is only natural
What they transmit through our TVs

So far from factual

It's Operation: Lockdown
No popping up, can′t put the kettle on or pop ′round
No face-to-face, just communicating on WhatsApp
Bare emojis to express how we're feeling over these hot sounds
It′s Operation: Lockdown
No popping up, can't put the kettle on or pop ′round
No face-to-face, just communicating on WhatsApp
Bare emojis to express how we're feeling over these hot sounds


I′ve been locking it down since lock-ins
I've been locking it down since lock-stock
I've been locking it down since copying boppings
Dropping the ting and I′m getting it popping
I′ll never take no for an answer
Not the type to clock in
I write the cheques, collect the product

Sell and ship, restock it
But I've been clocking how some of you man are really rocking
Locked into a pattern of thinking, sinking in debt, it′s shocking
You can't lock me in
Even when my body is in the coffin

My spirit will rise from the ashes
Too powerful to stop it
Certain lies are so see-through
You try divert but I see you
You need pats on the back on social media
All the time I′ve done pre-you
And you say shit for that timeline
You don't say shit ′cause you mean it
You ain't got no social conscious
So your content is anaemic

So whether you're locked in physically
Or not, you were essentially
Locked into their system
They had you locked in there mentally
Eventually, they′ll try to lock us all in
So potentially, having your own mind
Is the only thing that makes sense to me

It′s Operation: Lockdown
No popping up, can't put the kettle on or pop ′round
No face-to-face, just communicating on WhatsApp
Bare emojis to express how we're feeling over these hot sounds
It′s Operation: Lockdown
No popping up, can't put the kettle on or pop ′round
No face-to-face, just communicating on WhatsApp
Bare emojis to express how we're feeling over these hot sounds

All of a sudden, man are grateful

All of a sudden, those who govern us
Tell us that the future is fatal
Messages from these pessimists

Just a nemesis while I'm staying hopeful
Like-minded souls connect through the music
And through the power of vocals

So yes we will survive
We′ve done it before and we′ll do it again
Lock us in physically, never die spiritually
I am not giving up, pick up the pen
Do what I gotta do, repping it properly
They are not locking me into their den
I will not follow a man to his death
And I will never follow a method of men

It's Operation: Lockdown
No popping up, can′t put the kettle on or pop 'round
No face-to-face, just communicating on WhatsApp
Bare emojis to express how we′re feeling over these hot sounds
It's Operation: Lockdown
No popping up, can′t put the kettle on or pop 'round
No face-to-face, just communicating on WhatsApp
Bare emojis to express how we're feeling over these hot sounds