Tru 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 yea
 I done peeped a lotta cats come through
 Courageous cats  stray cats  haha
 Top cats with top hats  yaknowhatI'msayin?
 But it all boils down to this: we talkin lyrics
 Rhymes  line for line  numero uno
 Who the best? I don't know
 Check it
 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, addin on
 Let them toes get they tag on, dead men run no marathons
 On my shift, shootin that gift, knowin he snitched
 on the telethon, runnin his lips, sinkin 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 restin
 Back to the essence, Faces of Death - The Final Lesson
 Torture (3X)
 Motherfuckin torture, y'all niggaz know
 Who got John Blaze shit? Suckin my dick to get famous
 So I switch blades 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 playin 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 knowin
 where the next meal was comin from, been troublesome
 To all those posin a threat
 If I go, everybody gotta go next, y'all niggaz know
 The code of the street soldier, I'm watchin time
 And time watchin me colder, Grim Reaper
 Breathin death on my shoulder
 Waitin for the day to take me over (take me over)
 Torture (3X)
 Motherfuckin torture, y'all niggaz know
 That you can never touch my flow, go ahead and hate me
 Still tryin to fuck my hoe, Johnny-come-latelys?
 Got me in a world of shit, and now I'm pissed
 Mama said there'd be days like this, tis the SeaZon
 for Ducks and my pen's bleedin
 Leavin' kids barely breathin for sneak-thievin
 Famished from lack of eatin and lack of teachin
 Banished from Rhyme & Reason for high treason, can it be
 That the kid with the knot knees
 Got G to make a grown man cop pleas, for this track
 I got a Lovebug like Starsky, blow back
 Until I drop Tical Part 3, ain't no stoppin
 when you start me, John Jay
 Pullin your card, mayday mayday
 Niggaz 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 nuttin 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 niggaz, keep my dick up out your mouth
 Torture (3X)
 Motherfuckin torture, y'all niggaz know