John flowin tracks make you stretch your lower backs, flexin up against the wall, with the aim to stand tall
A little pain a little pressure, but now you got the essence, get to learnin where I earn, cause life is full of lessons
I wrestle with the words, let you recognize the power, I take it by force, I come to take what’s ours
sue so super, John a lego track looper, raps so cold, you could lift them from the mold
word of myth, mouth legend, you can miss me with the sales pitch, God given gift, now I sit on top of it
microphone handler, from the dome to the throne, the legacy is legal, you can miss me with the fiction
real life depiction, once you see and hear the vision, now you on the earth, better figure out your mission
success on chronic, with the rap symphonic, you know you heard the truth, dope my music is the tonic
quicker than robotic, warning wicked and pyschotics, I know you see the weather, but i’m firm and be the better
stable, so ability, sensitive you feelin me, I don’t need no gimmicks, john a hip rap supremacist
I”m choosy very careful, but still slip in to darkness, It’s not like i’m proud, they just play my music loud
My type of fans hypersonic, better yet I keep a promise, I used to run game, but now I aim to keep it honest
my game on elevater, take me to the clouds, even as a child, had the party going buck wild
emerged from the filth, keep my thoughts on stilts, looked up to God, said do as thy wilt
as if I had a choice, hear my voice and make yours, when the good come around, man it rains and pours
take a mud flooded club, a big site to see though, people use to see and mistake it for cathedral
minds stays sane, think like Paul on the plan, I”m a global denier, of all the, fraud liers
I’m flyer than a turbine, pining at the needles, get the turntables spinnin, now you know your boy winnin
push the platter to the sky, limitles I get with this, maybe I got bounds, but no man has found them
j brown is the truth, better check the etymology, jub up and follow me, understand the policy
authority on don’t touch, clutch to observe real, my whole life a movie though, daily in the studio
haters so sit com, look at yall get gone, I know you can’t stand it, I kill your propaganda
hear my microphone, feel the fire and the brimstone, you aint’ never one, if all you got is gun
sun of the utmost, see they try to hide me, but still you sense the stream, more potent than a high beam
Bouncing Beats with Deep Elements of Lyrical Truth.
They may call it old school because the style lasts forever.
Some call it new school because it moves the people today.
Electro Hip Hop, Meets Trap, with Golden Era Hip Hop Flavor
A joyous combination of gospel and hip-hop, Budgie’s “Holy Ghost Zone” is a euphoric LP that will stir the spirit and move the body. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 24, 2018