Torture

[Verse 1] You know? Through being humbles True Mast' on the track. Like that, you know? Been in this rap game for like the past.. Four bullets now, you know? Doing bids, yeah-yeah I done peeped a lotta cats come through Courageous cats, stray cats, ha-ha Top cats with top hats, you know what I'm saying? But it all boils down to this: we talking lyrics Rhymes, line for line - numero uno, who the best? I don't know Check it [Verse 1] Flame on, I rain 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, adding on Let them toes get they tag on, dead men run no marathons On my shift, shooting that gift, knowin he snitched On the telethon, running his lips, sinking the ship Give back what his mother gave him, mother made him And now she can't even save him, Johnny Blaze 'em Send him to his final resting Back to the essence, Faces of Death, the Final Lesson [Hook] Torture, torture, torture Mothafuckin' torture, y'all niggas know [Verse 2] Who got John Blaze shit? Sucking my dick to get famous So I switched Blaze to Dangerous Welcome to my torture chambers, torture chambers Where John Doe's remain nameless, hear me? I know it's Def Jam, but think clearly I made it possible for y'all cats to come near me Keep your enemies, close and your heat closer I slam just like my culture on all theories Dead that, straight off the meat rack with this one You get burned playing Nix-on, Hot Biscuit 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 knowing Where the next meal was coming from, been troublesome To all those posing a threat If I go, everybody gotta go next, y'all niggas know The code of the street soldier, I'm watching time And time watching me colder, Grim Reaper Breathing death on my shoulder Waiting for the day to take me over, take me over [Hook] [Verse 3] That you can never touch my flow, go 'head and hate me Still tryna fuck my ho, Johnny-come-latelies? Got me in a world of shit, and now I'm pissed Mama said there'd be days like this This the Season for Ducks and my pen's bleeding Leaving kids barely breathing for sneak-thieving Famished from lack of eating and lack of teaching Banished from Rhyme and Reason for high treason Can it be, that the kid with the knock knees Got G to make a grown man cop pleas, for this track I got a Lovebug like Starski Blow back, until I drop Tical Part 3 Ain't no stopping when you start me, John Jay Pulling your card, mayday mayday, niggas owe they life to God And now it's payday, take it how ya wanna take it Fully clothed or butt-naked, I learned the hard way Ain't nothing 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 niggas, keep my dick up out your mouth [Hook]