Текст песни Method Man - Torture
Method Man - Torture слова песни
Through bein humblesTru Mast` on da track.. LIKE THAT y`know?Been in this rap game for like the past four bullets now, y`know?Doin bids, yea yeaI done peeped a lotta cats come throughCourageous cats, stray cats, hahaTop cats with top hats, yaknowhatI`msayin?But it all boils down to this: we talkin lyricsRhymes, line for line, numero unoWho the best? I don`t knowCheck itFlame on - I rain fire, when Johnny StormI`m shocking like live wire - you have been warnedI prolong this next chamber, to make it strongAnd prove all them doubters wrongKillin Em Softly with this song, addin onLet them toes get they tag on, dead men run no marathonsOn my shift, shootin that gift, knowin he snitchedon the telethon, runnin his lips, sinkin the shipGive back what his mother gave him, mother made himand now she can`t even save him, Johnny Blaze `emSend him to his final restinBack to the essence, Faces of Death - The Final LessonTorture (3X)Motherfuckin torture, y`all niggaz knowWho got John Blaze shit? Suckin my dick to get famousSo I switch blades to DangerousWelcome to my torture chambersTorture chambers where John Doe`s remain nameless, hear me?I know it`s Def Jam, but think clearlyI made it possible for y`all cats to come near meKeep your enemies, close and your heat closerI slam just like my culture on all theoriesDead that - straight off the meat rack with this oneYou get burned playin Nix-on, Hot BiscuitStand back - don`t make me spit one, and paint picturesOn the walls of your mental, with hot lead from out these pencilsIron Lung since I was young and not knowinwhere the next meal was comin from, been troublesomeTo all those posin a threatIf I go, everybody gotta go next, y`all niggaz knowThe code of the street soldier, I`m watchin timeAnd time watchin me colder, Grim ReaperBreathin death on my shoulderWaitin for the day to take me over (take me over)Torture (3X)Motherfuckin torture, y`all niggaz knowThat you can never touch my flow, go ahead and hate meStill tryin to fuck my hoe, Johnny-come-latelys?Got me in a world of shit, and now I`m pissedMama said there`d be days like this, tis the SeaZonfor Ducks and my pen`s bleedinLeavin` kids barely breathin for sneak-thievinFamished from lack of eatin and lack of teachinBanished from Rhyme & Reason for high treason, can it be That the kid with the knot kneesGot G to make a grown man cop pleas, for this trackI got a Lovebug like Starsky, blow backUntil I drop Tical Part 3, ain`t no stoppinwhen you start me, John JayPullin your card, mayday maydayNiggaz owe they life to God, and now it`s paydayTake it how ya wanna take it, fully clothed or butt-nakedI learned the hard way - ain`t nuttin sacredIn this world - time to face it, Johnny BasicInstinct, I`m sure to make itWhile others fake it, fuck the spotlight, G-O-D already got lightSay what you like, just spell my name rightNo doubt, this one goes out, to all you trout-fishcake niggaz, keep my dick up out your mouthTorture (3X)Motherfuckin torture, y`all niggaz know