[Intro: Johnny Mutante]
My man Alexxus told me not to rap in english
Uuuhm
[Verse 1: Johnny Mutante]
Homie check, I can distinguish
Between that bad Yak-Yak
And supreme Rap - Tecs
Wack cats are on Shaqs a**
I`ve gotta shack that makes you feel where my stacks at
Attack Crapheads, Backslash Klanheads
While blazin stages with my Ratpack
Jeez, even Rednecks lapdance
Pleasing my Amex, increasing my a**ets
Check the verdict
I`m actin nerdish with the words and lines
Thats why my flow is so versatile
Burstin rhymes like Birdman, I`m
Cursing like a GI in `39
Rappers burp about crime
Attractive to me like a Herpes smile
Reverse the time
Like when Taki made the Suburban shine
I`ma pro, you cons
My foes are don`s
Considering twittering and all the oblivion
[Hook: Johnny Mutante]
Spittin? Infinite
Business? No Limits!
Finishin you midgets within a minute
[Verse 2: Johnny Mutante]
Yeah, it`s the Game`s James Brown
That sprayin flames sound
That made JM`s crown
You wonder why the flow is so fresh?
Cause every word has more worth than a golden Rolex
So So Def, Pro Tools Mac
f** da `do, I roll cash
Releasin more Mixtapes than the USA sh**faces
From the prison bay
b**hin gets you laid, mission is to get paid
Stop
Po Po Poppin
I`ve shot cha bu*t faster then cops stuff muffins
Reign this thang
J to the M
Take a pen
Write the name on your hand
Better then the best of ya
Star Tracks, extraterrestrial
Lesbians infest my testicles
Call me hot new artist
Yo wallets my target
Got it?
Rappers save parts on harddisk
Prob is
Most rappers harddisk retarted
Mine has not even being launched into the market
Ey, do you see me, bro?
I can speak in more tongues then C3PO
[Hook: Johnny Mutante]
Spittin? Infinite
Business? No Limits!
Finishin you midgets within a minute