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[John
The cat whose style is right
I can be mistaken for the and silent type
My violence bites tight like it was teeth
I'm chief, opponents with beef, you're put to sleep
My brain, will run your terrain, I'm comin again
It's simple and plain, you're hurtin, there's no the pain
Warpin your frame to convex ill techs
flex, kill specs on cassette decks
Mic checks, and tight reps, collect all live
see how bright the lights get
The illest attack, I fight with artillery
And physically smack them humble
You stumble and fumble, so I gain
Music in cycles, natural progression
Thugonomics lesson is when records are bought
for lies and fillers, nowadays
Gorillas scrilla if the market's correct
All you is a hook, and a hand to collect
cred but respect MC's before me
Don't blast the back but the streets, can't ignore me
Hands nice, I rock your wigpiece, leave hard rep soft
Just like when Miami the Big East..

[Chorus
Bust
Y'all my steez, yo we raisin the bar
the mainstream
Y'all know my steez, Trademark and Cena
the mainstream
Y'all my steez, yo we raisin the bar
the mainstream
Y'all know my steez, Trademark and Cena
the mainstream

I calculate the hi-hat, the bassline
The slideback, the scene that, Trademark
designed raps divine contact
The synpase to climb a syntax error/era, define
We find photo ID below the letters
Your rhymes are general played, blank
eyes was blinded by the signs of federal banks
You your focus of function
'Member back when MC's used to spit and say (shit) that meant
The remained clean
Then the corporate industry became the same
And I leaned below the scene
Mappin out the future schemes
To sweep through the streets lethal, to you
too, editorial restrictions
Cause labels need candy-ass rappers so the can listen
Not the caste
The last talented cats that they status
Real raps end up gratis tracks on that never sell
Cause and marketing schemes
Designed rims, and music, and bed in jail
I know the veterans can tell, I see through the
Mainstream acts is
I want beats, basslines, and lyrics that's vivid
A within it, tellin me real rap is comin back and boy it's livid
I it, I breathe it, I live it
I cornered the scene and I destruction
You ain't worth your weight, never mind the cost of
Introduction of Trademark, the poet
the duction of reason
Rhyme forever, but born out the 7 proud to beat in

[Chorus] - to fade