[Intro]
Is this what you wanted?

[Verse 1: Daddyphatsnaps]
Talk like a heathen, the Radio Demon
Souls on the soles when I stroll on the cement (Yeah)
So devious, I'ma troll a comedian
But I'll throw bows if you hoes inconvenience (Bitch)
Got my toes on the ceiling (Woah)
Not on my level, you know you agree with (Yeah)
A has-been? Never that, bro, I'm a kingpin
Team lit, and we ain't got roles for the squeamish
Girl, you wanna come to my hotel? (Woah)
Everybody here for a piece and there's no bell (Woah)
You comе down here, then thеre's no bail
Wanna flip a coin for a wish, bitch? Oh well
Wanna roll the dice, but you lost your marbles
Martial law dissolves any partial problems
Partial problems here meet a martial artist
Disrespect, your limbs turn to partial objects
C'est la vie and ciao for now
Had to flip your mom just to wow the crowd
If you don't understand, you can sound it out
Your mom and wow the same when I'm 'round and 'round, hee
Ringing ulterior motives, but you interfere, you'll be rigged with explosives
Different agenda with different approaches
I live as a king, you live with the roaches
Live for the radio, live for the roses
Palette refined, I'm king of the vocalists
You live for the screens, you're hopeless
Swallow a barrel and load it
I know that you came for some fun
But you jumped in the bed with a vulture
They wonder why I give a damn
'Cause it's damned that are running the culture
[Chorus: JT Music]
What's a rhyme or reason? Even I just can't seem to find none
Once I call the curtains, nobody's peakin' behind 'em
No bed is safe for sleepin' (That's why I lie alone)
I'll broadcast all your secrets (Speak right into the microphone)
Oh, this cakewalk is a climb
Right to the top you'll crawl, but all you find up here's a fall
And I'll be watchin'

[Verse 2: Daddyphatsnaps]
'Tis season of the rizz demon
Down in Hell, but I'm still cheesin'
How we dead but I'm still reaping?
I've transcended, I'm still peaking
Smack your hand, but you still talking
You Adam types, you can't steal Eden
Lost your bitch and you still heaving (Damn)
You still crying (Damn), you still grieving (Damn)

[Interlude: Daddyphatsnaps]
And if you don't get yourself together
And leave us the fuck alone
I will rip you from limb to limb
Now, where was I?

[Verse 3: Daddyphatsnaps]
Almost got me off-topic (Off-topic)
Those demons get me all toxic (All toxic)
Sometimes, you gotta put them in line
To show godly skill to a novice, hmm
Murderer in life, and I'm still a mic killer
High-spitter, I get up, teeth-showing bright glimmer
I sit and I simmer my plan and my rhythm
My swagger, my riddles, they mad that I fiddle
I fathom, I battle, I rattle, I pivot
But I have a deal and there's no strings in it (No strings)
(Oh-woah) You can trust me, see the big teeth grinning?
You sign on the line, and your dreams breach limits
Gutsy-gutsy for you not to trust me
Lucky-lucky you should feel to touch me
Beautiful, but trust me, it get ugly
You the shit? I put you in the dung heap
Clothed in lines, loathe fabrications
Dope aspirations, no application
Though giant odds, but bro strapped with David
Either get in line or go line the grave, bitch
[Chorus: JT Music]
What's a rhyme or reason? Even I just can't seem to find none
Once I call the curtains, nobody's peakin' behind 'em
No bed is safe for sleepin' (That's why I lie alone)
I'll broadcast all your secrets (Speak right into the microphone)
Oh, this cakewalk is a climb
Right to the top you'll crawl, but all you find up here's a fall
And I'll be watchin'