J Reno - Chill Chill

〈Intro〉
Good evening, folks. We have a wonderful evening of entertainment lined up for you. One that will provide several hours of pleasurable relaxation and diversion for you and your family

〈Verse 1: J Reno〉
I'm on the verge of losing it, they crossed me like a crucifix so many times it's like I'm getting used to it
You on some stupid shit, I cock it back and palm slap your mouth so hard teeth will come loose with it
I'm on my ruthless shit, Eazy does it
A lunatic raised on Faces Of Death tapes with a greasy stomach, the gore don't bother me (Nah)
A youth browsin' Rotten.com, it altered my brain like a lobotomy
Reaching out to homie, trust you don't want me
I'll drop the gloves and you get duffed on ice like I'm Mike Comrie
Never grab a mic calmly, write a sixteen
They call it devil music but this ain't White Zombie
I'm Paul Keller with a lighter, homie
Your parents should have taught you as a youngin' not to play with fire, homie
Me and Gibby like a shiv through your kidney, it's crazy
In the streets waving blades like Britney, get me

〈Chorus: J Reno〉
We start snapping, they like chill chill
You know what happens up in Illville
The bars, murder murder kill kill
The lunatics up in Illville
We start snapping, they like chill chill
You know what happens up in Illville
The bars, murder murder kill kill
The lunatics up in Illville
〈Verse 2: Gibby Stites〉
Ay yo, we still ill, what's new? Your punk crew, I will kill
We're still thrilled, it's great to see how peacefully they will chill
When all the blood is gone, have some but the love is gone
In the dungeon you gon' last as long as the Dutch I'm puffin' on
It's the day to make 'em take a razorblade and swallow quick
Insert a drill, remove your brain and now your head's a hollow tip
Went to church, told my clerk to pass the puke and got him sick
Acid dealers on the flip, we got a lot of hits
Drive 'em like it's Drew Scott, guaranteed anonymous
Illville is in the house, I ain't talkin' politics
Me and Reno monstrous, Godzilla to these novices
Stompin' and we squashin' cities, rhymin' with atomic spit
Gotta shit on pizza 'til the day I got a pot to piss in
Yeah, I'm on a mission, leave your body chopped and missin'
Spreadin' out the limbs, you can call that long division
It's fuck the game, my bag is breaking but my condom isn't

〈Chorus: J Reno〉
We start snapping, they like chill chill
You know what happens up in Illville
The bars, murder murder kill kill
The lunatics up in Illville
We start snapping, they like chill chill
You know what happens up in Illville
The bars, murder murder kill kill
The lunatics up in Illville

J Reno is a talented emcee hailing from Windsor, Canada. He has been part of the Reel Wolf family for a long time. Aside from spitting fire rhymes on our projects, and releasing a full length album with us titled “Lost in the Dark” he has also been heavily involved with our graphics work and website designs. J Reno drops his next album under Reel Wolf titled “Politikilla”.