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[John
The untouchable cat whose style is
I can be mistaken for the smooth and silent
My bites tight like it was vampire's teeth
I'm hammerin chief, opponents beef, you're put to sleep
My radical brain, will run your terrain, I'm again
It's simple and plain, you're hurtin, no numbin the pain
your frame to convex with ill techs
Still flex, specs on cassette decks
Mic checks, and tight reps, collect all bets
We'll see how bright the get
The illest attack, I fight artillery Jack
And physically smack them humble
You stumble and fumble, so I posession
Music in cycles, natural progression
Thugonomics lesson is when records are bought
Analyzed for and fillers, nowadays
Gorillas make if the market's correct
All you need is a hook, and a to collect
Lack but respect MC's before me
blast the back heat but the streets, can't ignore me
Hands nice, I rock your wigpiece, leave your hard rep
Just like when Miami the Big East..

[Chorus
that
Y'all know my steez, yo we the bar
the mainstream
Y'all know my steez, Trademark and John
the mainstream
Y'all my steez, yo we raisin the bar
Assassinate the
Y'all know my steez, Trademark and John
the mainstream

I calculate between the hi-hat, the
The slideback, the scene that, Trademark
designed raps through divine
The synpase to climb a error/era, define clever
We find photo ID below the letters
rhymes are general played, minimal blank
Your eyes was by the signs of federal banks
You lost your focus of
back when MC's used to spit and say (shit) that meant somethin
The remained clean
the corporate industry became the same dream
And I leaned back below the
Mappin out the future schemes
To sweep the streets lethal, to meet you
Delete too, restrictions
Cause labels need candy-ass rappers so the populars can
Not the system
The last talented cats that lost status
Real raps end up gratis on mixtapes that never sell
Cause executives and schemes
rims, hoes and music, and bed in jail
I know the can tell, I see through the image
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 want it, I it, I live it
I cornered the and I bring destruction
You ain't worth your weight, never mind the of post-production
Introduction of Trademark, the poet
Through the duction of
Rhyme forever, but born out the 7 iller proud to in

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