Luyện nghe bài hát John Blaze

My stripes show like regiments, military
game, I leave no evidence, credentials
Go ask my pre school, even to my old principal
tell you how you I used to pack a no. 2 pencil

Stabbin' students, teachers, catholics, preachers
In the school staircase, cuttin' class, passin' my
In my own class, operation return, tried to say
I was incompetent, not able to

The table now, got my own label to earn
Like nigga said in, Dead Presidents, money to burn
Queensbridge, pay homage, nas is the vet
Acknowledge the rep, polish baguettes, niggaz is dissin'

I'm just the best, puttin' all to rest
Between Latin Kings the blood Los sangres, in Spanish
So many vanish, unite the system
To fight inner street wisdom, to help teach a prison

My crew puff lye, test the Pun must die
Just give me one try, now you know you fucked up right?'
Hah, you ain't got no wins in my
Que te pasa, you even in my clasa

I hate a actor plays a rapper
I'm Terror Squad kappa everybody's favorite rapper
Grand imperial college insane criminal
The same nigga who to blow out your brain mineral

I reign subliminal inside visual
Try to supply your physical with my spiritual side of lyrical
appear in your dreams, like Freddie do, no kidding you
Even if I stuttered I would still on you

Soon as I chitter you shitter shatter, I'm the kid
out of Bronx, that'll stomp you to death it didn't matter
I'm even than before, iller metaphors
Killers bet it all on Pun, one verse, dead 'em all

J-j-john
Blaze
J-j-john
Johnny Blaze ain't a damn thing

Aiyo, my attitude is to change, I mess around
And spit twelve at the driver's side door of your
Six hit you, the six, up in your dame
Mafia style, leave you your watch and your chains

heed that, not only can I flow I can aim
'Cause misdemeanor niggaz can't stand the reign
Better believe that, whenever I see I'ma test ya
'cause I know that fagots respect pressure

Hardcore, like shit you get, out the yard for
'Kiss ain't the cops, but I niggaz up
You could me in my cell I soak and sock niggaz up
Far as the flow go, you could let dough show

Put your money on the table, we could on cable
Y'all hot dog get nathans
Fuck around Jason, that shorty from The Lox, John Blazin

My son out don't beef yo, throw the tool out
(What)
Let's run niggaz, kidnap they work, make 'em move out
Crushed hash, hands is like glass, the heat
In the dash, did dirt for some work, caught a gash

The flicker blocker, wicked sneaker footwear
me out God, stackin' up joints, rack 'em like Footlocker
This is raw, raw like kid, represent
Here to Crenshaw, hold my words stronger than a Benz

Relentless, the anthology
With the quickness, dress up in the wig and blouse, sickness
Lex, imagination large, gold
Beat the bogus squad brains that connect put on the God

Specialist, iciclist, Woolridge
Feelin' the rich, work for dollar don't snitch, that's why
Broke niggaz who got heart God, 'em up
the wind up, we John Blazin', Don up in the line up

J-j-john
Blaze
J-j-john
Johnny Blaze ain't a thing changed

It's simple mathematics, you gotta us
'Cause Joey Crack gat equals a lotta dead motherfuckers
when you thought I was done, I recruited Pun
Terror Squad Enterprise, undisputed

I'm from the where it's worse, bust with guns 'til it hurts
For fuckin' with my funds on the
And go to church a mobster
Discuss your death over shrimp and lobster, with my Cuban

Lucas with the cartridge, twenty
Run up on any block, any cop
Used to run many spots, now I own
Gortex with the lot, five bills a pop

I'm hot, who get burned?
I fire one in your knot and watch your whole fuckin' head
You best learn to parlay, had a hard day
Fuck with the Don and get John Blazed

Blaze
J-j-john
J-j-john
Johnny ain't a damn thing changed

Blaze
J-j-john
Johnny Blaze a damn thing changed