Artist: PremRock & Willie Green Album: PremRock & Willie Green Song: Johnny Rotten Typed by: PremRock It' s that rap punk shit Wyle out act drunk and smash pumpkins Got the style out to crash functions How you punks like you got bars I'm Johnny Rotten body rockin' on top of cop cars Fuck party like a rock star I party like Charlie Parker with veins full of hot tar Just kidding But I'm know to push the limits Apply to all you critics "Uh Huh," that's how I did it Your'e a centipede, a microbe, a local joint I'm the center piece, the maestro the focal point Morris Day riding shotgun feeling like a pimp sipping on that Red Label shit like that's it Like how you got grooves when you got no Drummer The head of the class heading to Clash like Joe Strummer Oh bummer just another cold summer For no hit wonders, no shit ,no wonder No grip so you prone to slip and go under Underneath her dress slip she slipped her phone number Now….PremRock now tis tisk Sorry I'm not sorry I bring it sharp to your chest Like Elliot Smith, bitch Chorus (2X) We get it poppin' Keeping the beats knockin' Breaking creating moshin' Take it, changing the topics We've never stoppin' You jockin' Passing judgment and watchin' Like "you should slow down…. " FUCK YOU! … Johnny Rotten Shit I'm Chris Cornell before the haircut While your snare's use nair Quit using our damn air up Our percussion love dirt Put your drums in the earth Let's bang out! I don't care whatever works How you claiming you, claiming you buck wild looking like Clay Aiken and Amy Grants love child You're just a minor threat I got major promise brain cells are sharp think with serrated logic Sid Vicious with an MPC Kicking Like Mr. Business Man, Mr. none of yo Business! Bukowski, zooted and too rowdy Dissing the crowd till they start to boo loudly DimeBag Darrel on a grindtime panel With that primetime, stay fly, A.I. handle Keith Richards, hella-buzzed The type of jam fellas love 3/5's knee deep in a pool of cheap liquor PremRock rock y'all till the octave break spit prose with a pro's claim how we proclomate Novocaine to you slow lane macho fakes I spread the cool out… now watch me oscillate Orson Welles to the airwaves, panic when I speak Titanic any fleet, damage any beat From Manchester to Manitoba The Hannibal Lector, facial texture with no PR damage controller Chorus (2X)