John Wick

Yeah With the push of a finger We manage to paint stories from things we sayin' Good music puts me in the zone Inspires me to write, and translate it through a mic The joy of it all I can't call Must be the background of Big L on the wall Rememberin' the days in the park When the music was set up after dark Gave me the spark Any given day when I'm feelin' down I click on some sounds, mentally boosts my morale It's been 23 years today since I took a vow And no regrets, been here for the long haul I'm on call 24/7 Each time I walk through them studio doors Makes for opportunities to tour Whether circlin' the globe Or here in the States of America Or any places in particular Clubs and concerts I'll smash the same Been doin' this since 2-inch reels and acid tapes If I'm not shook before my feet touch that stage It means I might as well retire Cuz gone is the fire The Boogeyman himself to other rap dudes I'm John Wick Cuz of my conviction and Dedication to the artform in conjunction with guns Usin' my music is the art of war Why start what you can't finish Odes to air to them sayers, rappers look towards who ascendin' To increase they worth and size, keep lookin' up at the sky Ya never be the Star Child Who thinks I'm outta pocket I dare somebody tell me to watch it When judgment comes, don't end up on my docket Digger Studios to Continental You violate here, carries a heavy penalty There's no sequel