Luyện nghe bài hát John Blaze

My stripes like regiments, military intelligence
Murder game, I no evidence, credentials
Go ask my pre school, talk to my old principal
He'd tell you how you I used to pack a no. 2

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 to learn

The turned now, got my own label to earn
Like that nigga 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 violence to
Latin Kings the blood Los sangres, blood in Spanish
So thugs vanish, unite the system
To fight inner street wisdom, to help teach a prison

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

I hate a actor plays a rapper
I'm Terror Squad beta kappa favorite rapper
imperial college material insane criminal
The nigga who known to blow out your brain mineral

I reign subliminal inside your
Try to supply your with my spiritual side of this lyrical
I'll appear in your dreams, Freddie do, no kidding you
Even if I stuttered I still shit 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 better than before, iller
Killers bet it all on Pun, one verse, dead 'em all

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

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

Take heed that, not only can I I can aim
'Cause y'all misdemeanor niggaz stand the reign
Better believe that, I see y'all I'ma test ya
Only 'cause I know that fagots respect

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

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

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

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

Relentless, the consolidated
With the quickness, up in the wig and blouse, killer sickness
Lex, imagination large, gold
Beat the bogus squad that connect put on the older God

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

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

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

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

Lucas with the cartridge, shot
Run up on any block, any cop
to run many spots, now I own shops
Gortex the lot, five sixty-four bills a pop

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

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

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