Текст песни
Feeling like I’m Johnny blaze
With Fire burning on my face
You do me wrong i'll catch case
No matter the distance from my state
Should you really test my rage
When hell has always been my place
You poked a lion in a cage
Now slugs is ripping thru ya brains
I’m feeling sinful for the day
But the judgment been arranged
After words has been exchanged
I stomped em til his body stank
Now his shorty wanna bless me
Said come over then she necked me
I’m pounding cake she wet the bed sheets
Damn she really trying to impress me
Slow it down before I finish
Shit so grippy I’m lasting minutes
She moaned so loud disturbed the tenants
She threw it back with nasty intentions
I’m riding through the city
See the opps they off the fetty
Rode past geeking yeah I’m petty
Parting ways was a blessing
Got these racks from the rhymes I played with
Bitch you hating no time for the fake Shit
See that I’m up you assumed that I faked it
A Nigga working hard for the dreams I’m chasing
See my name when death is adjacent
Fuck with the mob we wetting the pavement
Bullets flying hot like the depths your facing
Shells tap dancing to the bars I’m laying
Hold up nigga wait a minute
You really thought that I was finished
I’m grooving to the words im feeling
My flows is hot fresh off the skillet
This shit so easy that I’m rhyming
Never catch up to my timing
I’m smoking jet fuel til Im flying
Shit I’m coughing like I’m dying
Feeling like I’m Johnny blaze
With Fire burning on my face
You do me wrong i'll catch case
No matter the distance from my state
Should you really test my rage
When hell has always been my place
You poked a lion in a cage
Now slugs is ripping thru ya brains
