Torture

Ya' know?

Through bein' humbles...

True Mass on the track

Like that ya' know?

Been in this rap game for like the past, 4 bullets now, ya' know?

Doin' big, yeh yeh

I done peeped a lota' cats come through,

Courageous cats,

Stray cats, (ha ha)

Top cats with top hats

You know what I'm sayin'?

But it all boiled down to this

We talkin' lyrics, rhymes

Line for line

Numero uno, who the best?

I dunno

Check it...

Flame on, I reign fire when Johnny storm

I'm shocking like live wire

You have been warned

I prolong this next chamber to make it strong,

And prove all them doubters wrong

Killin' 'em softly with this song

Addin' on

Let them toes get they tag on

Dead men run no marathon

On my shift,

Shootin' that gift

Know when he snitched,

On the telethon,

Runnin' his lip,

Sinkin' his ship

Give back what his mother gave 'em

Mother made 'em and know she can't even save 'em

Johnny Blaze 'em

Send 'em to his final restin'

Back to the essence

Faces of Death,

The final lesson

Torture, torture, torture

Mother fuckin' torture

Ya'll niggaz know...

Who got John Blaze shit?

Suckin' my dick to get famous

So I switched blades to Dangerous

Welcome to my torture chambers, torture chambers

Where John Does remain nameless

Hear me?

I know it's Def Jam but think clearly

I made it possible for ya'll cats to come near me

Keep your enemies, close and your heat closer

I slam just like my culture on all theories

Did that

Straight of the meat rack with this one

You get burned playin' with Nic son

Hotcut

Stand back

Don't make me spit one

And paint pictures on the walls of your mental

With hot lead from out these pencils

Iron lung since I was young

And not knowin' where the next meal was comin' from

Been troubled son

To all those posin' a threat:

If I go, everybody gotta' go next

Ya'll niggaz know

The code of the street souljah

I'm watchin time and time watchin me colder

Grim reaper,

Breathin' death on my shoulder

Waitin' for the day to take me over, take me over

Torture, torture, torture

Mother fuckin' torture

Ya'll niggaz know...

That you could never touch my flow,

Go 'head and hate me

Still tryin' fuck my hoe, Johnny come latelies?

Got me in a worlda' shit,

And now I'm pissed

Mama said there'd be days like this

'Tis the season for ducks,

And my pen's bleedin'

Leavin' kids barely breath for sneak theivin'

Famished from lack of eatin' and lack of teachin'

Banished from rhyme and reason for high treason

Can it be,

That the kid with the knot knees

Got g' to make a grown man cop plea?

For this track I got a Love Bug like Starski

Blow back, until I drop Tical part 3

Ain't no stopin' when you start me

John J, pullin' your car

Mayday, Mayday

Niggaz owe they life to God

And now it's payday

Take it how you wanna' take it,

Fully clothed or butt naked

I learned the hard way, ain't nothin' sacred

In this world, time to face it

Johnny Basic Instinct

I'm sure to make it while others fake it

Fuck the spotlight

G-O-D already got light

Say what you like,

Just spell my name right

No doubt, this one goes out to all you trout-fish cake niggaz

Keep my dick up out your mouth

Torture, torture, torture

Mother fuckin' torture

Ya'll niggaz know...