This shit is just my passion
Cash in on the action
Smashing rappers tracks on full blast I just attack em
Aka's the faction that's relaxin' while were packing nasty action on the track
And clap back in rare fashion
Claim a victim blow up the Richter scale
I did it well
Music on the dell make me the victor on a sicker scale
Tip the scales and rip the iron bars right off the f*ckin' cell
And hop up out of jail without a trace and say the ship has sailed
Intervention of a divine nature on all my papers
Hot as vodka take it straight my taste don't need a chaser
I'm Cold as a glacier so hide your flaws and hide your face sir
Like that guy on a park bench peeking through newspaper
Who's greater
Tell me is it me or my grind
The shits divine when I decide to lay a line off my mind
I throw a shovel to a brotha' 'cause hes digging my rhyme
So if you rappin' bring some muscle don't be wasting my time
Who dunnit
Who who dunnit
Who dunnit
Who who dunnit
Who dunnit
Who who dunnit
(Ahem Jono Dunnit)
Okay im back in black like Angus young im here to bust it open
You're lacking the attack that's why I was named the shogun
Fire track attack it with a horse named Trojan
I gotta gang of Spartans Unatego, aint no roman
These other rappers cats and I just send them to the cradle
Jono f*ckin' tip toes on on the beat its soundin' fatal
They say its not fair that I am way to able
They only said it cause' they're getting jealous of my pay roll
These people need to understand when to stop speaking up
They say they want beef ill grill him then ill cheese him up
Ill freeze him with the rhetoric seize him then get seasoned up
Give me a breeze im feeling weak you know I just keep heating up
The boom bap slaps itll stumble any opponent
You mumble shit and fumble shit my raps have words I wrote em
My head up on the totem im a god and ive shown it
Put the crown on my dome and tell these people that I own it
Aka Jono - Who Dunnit Lyrics
Aka Jono - Who Dunnit Lyrics
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This shit is just my passion
Cash in on the action
Smashing rappers tracks on full blast I just attack em
Aka's the faction that's relaxin' while were packing nasty action on the track
And clap back in rare fashion
Claim a victim blow up the Richter scale
I did it well
Music on the dell make me the victor on a sicker scale
Tip the scales and rip the iron bars right off the f*ckin' cell
And hop up out of jail without a trace and say the ship has sailed
Intervention of a divine nature on all my papers
Hot as vodka take it straight my taste don't need a chaser
I'm Cold as a glacier so hide your flaws and hide your face sir
Like that guy on a park bench peeking through newspaper
Who's greater
Tell me is it me or my grind
The shits divine when I decide to lay a line off my mind
I throw a shovel to a brotha' 'cause hes digging my rhyme
So if you rappin' bring some muscle don't be wasting my time
Who dunnit
Who who dunnit
Who dunnit
Who who dunnit
Who dunnit
Who who dunnit
(Ahem Jono Dunnit)
Okay im back in black like Angus young im here to bust it open
You're lacking the attack that's why I was named the shogun
Fire track attack it with a horse named Trojan
I gotta gang of Spartans Unatego, aint no roman
These other rappers cats and I just send them to the cradle
Jono f*ckin' tip toes on on the beat its soundin' fatal
They say its not fair that I am way to able
They only said it cause' they're getting jealous of my pay roll
These people need to understand when to stop speaking up
They say they want beef ill grill him then ill cheese him up
Ill freeze him with the rhetoric seize him then get seasoned up
Give me a breeze im feeling weak you know I just keep heating up
The boom bap slaps itll stumble any opponent
You mumble shit and fumble shit my raps have words I wrote em
My head up on the totem im a god and ive shown it
Put the crown on my dome and tell these people that I own it
Cash in on the action
Smashing rappers tracks on full blast I just attack em
Aka's the faction that's relaxin' while were packing nasty action on the track
And clap back in rare fashion
Claim a victim blow up the Richter scale
I did it well
Music on the dell make me the victor on a sicker scale
Tip the scales and rip the iron bars right off the f*ckin' cell
And hop up out of jail without a trace and say the ship has sailed
Intervention of a divine nature on all my papers
Hot as vodka take it straight my taste don't need a chaser
I'm Cold as a glacier so hide your flaws and hide your face sir
Like that guy on a park bench peeking through newspaper
Who's greater
Tell me is it me or my grind
The shits divine when I decide to lay a line off my mind
I throw a shovel to a brotha' 'cause hes digging my rhyme
So if you rappin' bring some muscle don't be wasting my time
Who dunnit
Who who dunnit
Who dunnit
Who who dunnit
Who dunnit
Who who dunnit
(Ahem Jono Dunnit)
Okay im back in black like Angus young im here to bust it open
You're lacking the attack that's why I was named the shogun
Fire track attack it with a horse named Trojan
I gotta gang of Spartans Unatego, aint no roman
These other rappers cats and I just send them to the cradle
Jono f*ckin' tip toes on on the beat its soundin' fatal
They say its not fair that I am way to able
They only said it cause' they're getting jealous of my pay roll
These people need to understand when to stop speaking up
They say they want beef ill grill him then ill cheese him up
Ill freeze him with the rhetoric seize him then get seasoned up
Give me a breeze im feeling weak you know I just keep heating up
The boom bap slaps itll stumble any opponent
You mumble shit and fumble shit my raps have words I wrote em
My head up on the totem im a god and ive shown it
Put the crown on my dome and tell these people that I own it
Writer: Joseph Nowhitney
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