Johnny Merk - Warrior's Art

Jay was human, but became a reptile
Everything I spit's a California wildfire
I fry lames, chemically I'm high octane
Death comes in rows like the last Pac chain
I play no games, not the one for arcades
Scoring big points, like a pinball game
No cap, drive drunk, then I hit the baby mother
She's gon' be traumatized for these next summers
Bust up your vehicle, paintball your house
I be that goofy nigga up at Mickey Mouse Clubhouse
Smash Minnie, drive her till' I run out
Golden Globes poppin' out the tee, when she come out
Yeah, we droppin' Sundance films
Festivals pop in Chinatown, San Fran
Catch me in the Gi, somethin' like Sho-Nuff
I don't mount' to nothing cannons say when they bluff
Talkin' gibberish, other inconsiderate stuff
I pack a punch, hard like a Peterbilt truck
Ayo, my city bleed green, complexions to mallard ducks
Heineken's, Jameson's, bars, be laying them
Super bowl, strike about 200 frames in them
So much heat to the beats, I need a Oscar
Back in my bag, that's word to your mama
Hip-hop more than the street, it's my casa
Freestyle anywhere, mall or the plaza
This shit sweet like a glass of Rum Chata
Jay Blaze, lightin' up the street, I spit lava
Yeah, warrior artistry
Build a box, put him in, like he's carpentry
Yeah, warrior artistry
Beats to the bars, blood to my arteries
Yeah, warrior artistry
Build a box, put him in, like he's carpentry
Yeah, warrior artistry
Beats to the bars, blood to my arteries
Yeah, warrior artistry
Build a box, put him in, like he's carpentry
Yeah, warrior artistry
Beats to the bars, blood to my arteries
Yeah, warrior artistry
Build a box, put him in, like he's carpentry
Yeah, warrior artistry
Beats to the bars, blood to my arteries
Killed the lotto, winnin' bids at the car show
Bought more whips, hopped in, Jack Harlow
Chevy Cruze to, yellow Monte Carlo
Nah, bitch, not a car you can borrow
These women crazy, seeing stash in the cargo
Hit the drive thru, flashing tits at Wells Fargo
With the poetry I kick, I'm going far yo
Origami, folding up cheese, I'm Paper Mario
Lincoln Tunnel cats should, stay in they lane
See us Linkin' in the park, when we numb in the brain
Yap a lot of bullshit, why you getting no plays
Our shit hard to get off, dry period stain
Choke cowards, punks, no comeback
Notre Dame, how we runnin' in the field, no hunchbacks
Ninjah Star Soci, we pun that
Deep in the flesh like a foot to thumbtacks
Warrior's art, yeah
Warrior artistry
Put a box for the men like it's carpentry
Uh, warrior artistry
Beats to the bars, blood to my arteries
Yeah, warrior artistry
Build a box, put him in, like he's carpentry
Yeah, warrior artistry
Beats to the bars, blood to my arteries
Yeah, warrior artistry
Build a box, put him in, like he's carpentry
Yeah, warrior artistry
Beats to the bars, blood to my arteries

Written by:
Johnathan Holmes

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