Ferry CORSTEN Junk

Amazing felt like I was caged in 
Wrote a rhyme and started blazing 
Turn the page and you'll feel my ragin' 
Thunder when my foot hits the pavement 

Maxed out, grabbed the mic and blacked out. 
Punks spot the yang and backed out, 
took the back route, rap up on them with 
the gat out they looked at me and passed out 

Hungry so it's gonna get ugly 
I'm feeling like nobody loves me 
Funky and I'm a microphone junky 
Tearing up from country to country 

Major, I got the unique flavour 
Bless you with my words like your saviour 
Player, you better curb your behaviour 
Or I'm gonna have to dig your *ss later 

Funky and I'm a microphone junky 
and I'm a microphone junky 
and I'm a microphone junky 
Funky and I'm a microphone junky 
Glorious, got the fabric of warriors 
Give all the chicks euphoria 
Tapped it on the low I smashed it 
Now she got her wig on backwards 

So I asked her, who's a complete master 
I make her heartbeat faster 
Weirdos mad jealous but scared though 
This time I'm well prepared yo 

Funky and I'm a microphone junky 
and I'm a microphone junky 
and I'm a microphone junky 
Funky and I'm a microphone junky 
Glorious, got the fabric of warriors 
Give all the chicks euphoria 
Tapped it on the low I smashed it 
Now she got her wig on backwards