Venom - DJ Green Lantern Remix (Bonus)

My reputation's paramount
 Otherwise, air 'em out
 Shoot it in hurr, airin' out
 Let 'er know I'm headin' out
 Conduct my booth business then go back to the lab and wear it out
 Cut the pie in two ways
 Other half, bail me out
 Hear me out, doin' better things
 Big cars, heavy chains
 Funny what the cheddar brings
 Breezin' through the hurricane
 Bust through by any means
 Squeeze on my enemies
 Then skate to the Philippines and watch out for this Guillotine
 Jump ship, they spillin' beans
 UFOs can affect the cream
 Unknowns in drug zones
 Everything ain't what it seems
 Cutthroats smell gun smoke
 Kill you off with one stroke
 Zip-lock, quart of coke
 Watch out, her water broke
 Lord knows how far I'll go
 Press hard, charcoal
 Black diamond, Frankie Lymon
 In a trap, with top ramen
 On the charts you see me climbin'
 Bars and a beat with perfect timin'
 Poke more holes in Puerto Ricans
 On the upper tier, I see you leakin'
 Thugs in the place with the
 These women in my face with the
 The thing on my waist is the
 Up in the place, pour ace
 (It's the joint)
 The flashdance in her fancy pants
 Breeze through and I catch a glance
 Coverin' holes, you lookin' bland
 Rough flows, for the fans
 In the street you hear, "Blam blam"
 Hard you can't Shazam
 Sun tan in my Raybans
 Barbecue that wasteland
 Train hard with that waistband
 I might make you my wingman
 Introduce you to that gangland
 Wolf, caveman
 El Hawk with the wingspan
 I'm a yanks fan
 High up in the grandstand
 With Horace live from Kingston
 I can't stand that flimflam
 Shakedown for that contraband
 Walk tall, you conscious man
 Enemy of the state
 You call it home, I call it foreign land
 I'm goin' bonkers, man
 Jumped out that Tonka truck
 Wage war, that cop get plucked
 That's the one that got me stuck
 Boys on the force are so corrupt
 Don't with my fam, I'll spill them guts
 Pull that thing from under the rug
 Crash through your door
 Beautiful bust
 What, I ain't got no drugs
 What, I ain't got no drugs!
 Thugs in the place with the
 These women in my face with the
 The thing on my waist is the
 Up in the place, pour ace
 (It's the joint)
 Thugs in the place with the
 These women in my face with the
 The thing on my waist is the
 Up in the place, pour ace
 (It's the joint)