Lyrics
MadMan (verses)) Johnny Q
Mic check one, two… and you know how I do…
-verse-
Your weak and I can already tell you’re a geek,
So why compete when your tones soft and your flows off beat?
I could straight diss you but you’ll get easily destroyed,
But every time I hear your shit I get deeply annoyed,
Go back to the blackboard and put more in your text,
This kid picks up the mic like a drill and bore me to death,
I’m not tryna be a comic, but I promise,
If you stop rapping, you’ll do me a huge favour and stop making me vomit,
My first impression was that Johnny was a cartoon,
I saw him in a sharks womb so I stabbed him with a harpoon,
5 seconds later I was surrounded by his mob’s goons,
So I turned this battle into a war, and a grave into a large tomb,
Your rhyme won’t work if the punch line don’t jerk,
You ain’t gangster either, that ain’t grime just dirt,
I’m easy facing a fagget so to beat frustration,
I’ll kill you now, once in the afterlife, then at reincarnation
Now follow me and do exactly what you see,
Don’t you wanna grow up to be just like me?
I shit wack rappers out hip hops tourny,
Don’t you wanna grow up to be just like me?
I don’t have anymore lines that mite sound funny,
Don’t you wanna grow up to be just like me?
I’m gonna smoke this herb, and go sleep,
You probably wanna grow up to be just like me…
I bet you thought it was over
-verse-
So what if this shit was half assed? You were out classed ,
From the beginning I doubt that I would have to throw a punch to leave your mouth smashed,
I throw sharper rhymes than whatever you have to offer,,
So don’t bother, your fucking with the father of God’s father,
And don’t think you too tuff I might hurt yah,
Tryna serve Me and I’ll catch you off guard while your flipping burgers,
I’m so ILL I write anthrax letters in each word,
And inject the whole verse in your nerves,
When it came to me it was really no shock or surprise,
The truth about John Q is a man who was hospitalized,
And now I’m dropping these rhymes I merc 32 bars
Hit so hard Atheists praise my balls believing I’m God,
Win or loose I don’t care how it goes this round,
If it’s bout delivery, the pizzas late and I’mma get a discount,
I don’t know what kind of MC you are but you show no pride,
I know you’re a killer, but I don’t wanna know your homo side…
