Im Johnny, nah don't make fun of da name
I'll make bitches swollow da egg rolls and lick my lo mein
From da birthplace of basketball, raplife adheres to me
Ya still don't know my hometown, then go and check ya history
I ain't no backpack nigga, so respect da skill
I jumped on da site lookin for emcees to kill
At age 18, rap done been my soul
My heart's intentionsi'll leave weak niggas buried in holes
Not heavy wit da guns, shit i speak da truth
but i run wit Mack squeezers wit extra clips in they boots.
And i ain't lettin a street lame take aim at my life.
Cuz ur boy gotta mean blade game wit a knife.
Im seeing cats runnin round here with they chest all pumped up
Just make sure u don't say dat shit dat got Xzibit fucked up.
Cuz u speak on my shit, and u'll get it worse then him
hit u so bad that u'll still be alive and i'll get life in da pin.
ima end dis here rhyme peace wit a fact you should pad.
Im killin niggas in this game and i gotta a fuckin cop for a step dad

- Johnny Asia.


I may not be da best, but holla at a roleplaya, peace & love to my real cats