Experimenting - JohnnieB

Lyrics

( Johnnie B On The Beat ) These cravings for creation got my damn hands shaking, Trying new flows like a lab test baking. One beat, two moods, three worlds I’m making, JohnnieB in the booth with the whole ground quaking. I ain’t chasing a high, I’m chasing discovery, Taking every rough thought and testing what it does to me. Mixing pain with purpose, love with recovery, Turning bad chemistry into something that can cover me. I got rap in my blood like a strange mutation, Rock in my bones with a gospel foundation. Little Johnnie brings the black-flame agitation, Big John brings light to the whole damn equation. So I mix both sides till the sound starts cracking, Add a little truth, then a little smart-ass laughing. Stir in old scars, let the bass start snapping, Now the whole damn track turns into a reaction. They say, “Pick one lane,” but I don’t do cages, I’m testing new versions on half-burned pages. Some songs feel holy, some songs feel dangerous, But every damn experiment teaches what the pain is. I don’t need a needle, I need a notebook, Don’t need a bottle, I need a hard hook. Don’t need a fix, I need the right look, To turn every wrong turn into a song that cooks. You can call it a habit, I call it invention, A controlled explosion with a purpose and tension. I’m not escaping life, I’m paying attention, Writing down results from my own damn reflection. Hook So now I guess I’m experimenting, Mixing every side till the room starts bending. Good with the bad, beginning with ending, JohnnieB in the lab with the whole world blending. Yeah, I guess I’m experimenting, Testing every wound till it turns interesting. Love, hate, faith, rage, all connecting, I’m not losing myself, bitch, I’m expanding. Verse 2 My rhymes came bottled from the nights I survived, Classic little pain with a vintage-ass vibe. I don’t hide what’s real behind plastic lies, I cut fake labels open and study what’s inside. They say I’m crazy when the formula shifts, But genius looks messy when it starts to exist. One wrong little drop and the whole beat twists, Now the hook hits harder than a closed damn fist. I got adrenaline rushing when the pen finds traction, Every bar sparks off like a chain reaction. The haters get hooked on the way I’m adapting, Then call me the problem when they can’t stop tapping. I showed truth through the split in my mind, Past, present, future all crossing one line. JohnnieB is the test and the scientist combined, The subject, the lab, and the product refined. I got tolerance built from the shit I endured, Got patience from pain that I couldn’t ignore. Got faith in the process when I’m still unsure, Got a dirty-ass method with a clean-ass core. Fake support turns brittle when pressure gets drastic, Smiles look real till they stretch like plastic. I don’t trust easy, that lesson was classic, So I test every motive before it gets access. This meeting with myself never had to be formal, I just took what was broken and made it performable. Turned a systematic wound into something abnormal, Now the whole damn experiment sounds immortal. Hook So now I guess I’m experimenting, Mixing every side till the room starts bending. Good with the bad, beginning with ending, JohnnieB in the lab with the whole world blending. Yeah, I guess I’m experimenting, Testing every wound till it turns interesting. Love, hate, faith, rage, all connecting, I’m not losing myself, bitch, I’m expanding. Verse 3 I’m experimenting with the man I became, Changing the dose when the old shit drains. Too much anger and the track turns flames, Too much peace and the truth gets tame. So I balance that bitch like a chemist with scars, Pour a little heaven in a jar full of dark. Add one curse word, then a prayer from the heart, Now it sounds like JohnnieB when the beat gets sparked. I’m not addicted, I’m committed to growth, To finding new ways to say what I know. To making one mind carry every damn road, And still walk straight with a heavy-ass soul. Little Johnnie is the warning on the black container, Big John is the cure with the holy behavior. JohnnieB is the test tube, the spark, and the flavor, A human experiment becoming the creator. So let ’em call it unstable, let ’em call it strange, I was never built for a regular range. I’m the whole damn spectrum inside one name, Experimenting till the world feels changed. Hook So now I guess I’m experimenting, Mixing every side till the room starts bending. Good with the bad, beginning with ending, JohnnieB in the lab with the whole world blending. Yeah, I guess I’m experimenting, Testing every wound till it turns interesting. Love, hate, faith, rage, all connecting, I’m not losing myself, bitch, I’m expanding.