I am Greezy A. A mofuggin lock smitty. Probing holes all day long. for sure known to talk shit. No worries to y’all though. these days.. I am almost legitimate! Ya may have heard the old saying.. Folks round the circle tend to say it. If you can’t trust your locksmith.. You are already in deep shit! Lock jockeys are the ones. Who makes sure you are safe. But if you dare cross them. You might get put in your place. I jingle jangle at this angle, when my hogleg done dangle. I’ll work on your locks while you work on my handle. Ya may have heard the old saying.. Folks round the circle tend to say it. If you can’t trust your locksmith.. You are already in deep shit! Breaking into safes is just part of my day. Inside your vaults and safe deposit boxes I prey. Who’s gonna miss just a small bundle of cash? Who’s gonna report it when they are missing their stash? Who is gonna know that they have been hit? When all of your safety lies behind locks and that shit? In and right out, like a tale, round the fire been told. About some mofuggah gangster, who only job was to have stole. Ya may have heard the old saying.. Folks round the circle tend to say it. If you can’t trust your locksmith.. You are already in deep shit! Ya may have heard the old saying.. Folks round the circle tend to say it. If you can’t trust your locksmith.. You are already in deep shit! If it locks, if it closes, if that opening won’t shut. I’m the one that they call, since I know what is up. An ounce of smackin it around, and a pound of intuition. There are always plenty of ways, when I want to get in. Locks just fall open, as I loom large and appear. It’s known I see through puzzles, as if they were clear. Shimming and bumping and even impressions. I’ve made keys to Schmoly’s cars by sight.. Just to teach them a lesson.. Ya may have heard the old saying. Folks round the circle tend to say it. If you can’t trust your locksmith.. You are already in deep shit!
