Breathe Life into a Carcass

Reel Wolf & J Reno - Rap
Breathe Life into a Carcass
2 Plays
Duration: 3:22
Lyrics
[Verse 1: J Reno] Divine rhyme style, this is passion and pain Arms strapped up, junkie beats blast through the veins A savagin' blaze flow with a miraculous flame Weak MCs stay mad 'cause I'm trashin' your name Fashion and fame, actually, you actin' like dames They applaud you 'cause you smart, will clap for your brains Happily aim and maim lame rappers who came up Faster than mixed liquor, tryin' to grab up some change All you dummies really do is go and jack you some swag Copy the latest trend and then start rapping the same It's a shame, nowadays rap music's a drag Literally, a bunch of male rappers in drag Your sister's pants don't fit your legs Talk funny 'bout me, I'll split your head Yеah, the flow is hard as asphalt I eat a rapper's facе like I did a reel of bath salt [Chorus: J Reno] Hip hop has hit the flatline I swear on my life, I won't let it die And if I fail, just know that I tried To keep this alive, we will survive They say there's no room for the artists We're over here tryin' to breathe life into a carcass They say there's no room for the artists We're over here tryin' to breathe life into a carcass [Verse 2: J Reno] Fuck a party track, weak-hearted rappers catch a cardiac When I react, I'm provin' that you cats can hardly rap I came to body tracks, railroad suicide You fuck with a lunatic, this music shit is do or die Who am I? An underground monster, a demigod Lost in the wood with a hockey mask and machete on Flow untouchable like nuclear core If I blow, it'll be similar to nuclear war Nothin' you used to will be the same as before Hunt for skulls like The Predator to mount on my wall The art of war psychological, cripple my prey Eliminate weak rappers so I triple my pay I ain't got a mind, it's been lost like Atlantis You think the radio play dope shit? Up your standards 'Cause that's the cancer that's killin' hip hop off And I won't stop 'til this real shit pops off [Chorus: J Reno] Hip hop has hit the flatline I swear on my life, I won't let it die And if I fail, just know that I tried To keep this alive, we will survive They say there's no room for the artists We're over here tryin' to breathe life into a carcass They say there's no room for the artists We're over here tryin' to breathe life into a carcass [Verse 3: J Reno] I will not play the game, fuck all the politickin' The plot will thicken when I'm droppin' a grip of bars You stricken with fear, I came to kick it in gear Sat idle a couple years, now my vision is clear The big bad wolf is back so let the pigs know Kick flow hotter than hellfire and brimstone Y'all rappers birds like the logo for Jim Jones Only in the game for sick clothes and ringtones Shit, no, I'm not your average artist Hip hop's dead, we're tryin' to breathe life into the carcass This shit is the hardest, underground is the market You soft-ass cupcake rappers are the targets I'm a fuckin' marksman, if I take a shot at you It ain't at your career when you laid up in the hospital Fuck with me, I promise you, I'll unleash a world of pain The center of this shit, I'm the core of the hurricane
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- J Reno