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  • Verse one: nas
  • My stripes show like regiments, military intelligence
  • Murder game, I leave no evidence -- credentials
  • Go ask my pre-school, even talk to my old principal
  • Hed tell you how you I used to pack a no. 2 pencil
  • Stabbin students, grabbin teachers, catholics, preachers
  • In the school staircase, cuttin class, passin my reefer
  • In my own class, operation return, they tried to say
  • I was incompetent, not able to learn
  • The table turned now, got my own label to earn
  • Like that nigga said in _dead presidents_, money to burn
  • Queensbridge, pay homage, respect nas is the vet
  • Acknowledge the rep, polish baguettes, niggaz is dissin that
  • Im just the best, puttin all violence to rest
  • Between latin kings the blood _los sangres_, blood in spanish
  • So many thugs vanish, unite the system
  • To fight with inner street wisdom, to help teach a prison
  • Verse two: big punisher
  • My crew puff lye, anyone test the pun must die
  • Just give me one try -- now you know you done *****ed up right?
  • Hah, you aint got no wins in my casa
  • Que te pasa, you aint even in my clasa
  • I hate a actor that plays a rapper
  • Im terror squad beta kappa everybodys favorite rapper
  • Grand imperial college material insane criminal
  • The same nigga who known to blow out your brain mineral
  • I reign subliminal inside your visual
  • Try to supply your physical with my spiritual side of this lyrical
  • Ill appear in your dreams, like freddie do, no kidding you
  • Even if I stuttered I would still sh-sh-sh-shit on you
  • Soon as I chitter chatter you shitter shatter, Im the kid
  • Out of bronx, thatll stomp you to death like it didnt matter
  • Im even better than before, iller metaphors
  • Killers bet it all on pun, cause one verse, dead em all
  • Chorus: scratches by dj spinbad
  • J-j-j-john blaze
  • Ja-ja-ah-john bla-blaze
  • J-ja-j-ja, john blaze
  • Johnny blaze aint a damn thing changed! --> method man
  • Verse three: jadakiss
  • Aiyyo my attitude is subject to change, I mess around
  • And spit twelve at the drivers side door of your range
  • Six hit you, the other six, up in your dame
  • Mafia style, leave you with your watch and your chains
  • Take heed that, not only can I flow I can aim
  • Cause yall misdemeanor niggaz cant stand the reign
  • Better believe that, whenever I see yall ima test ya
  • Only cause I know that faggots respect pressure
  • Hardcore, like shit you get, kicked out the yard for
  • kiss aint the cops, but I lock niggaz up
  • You could meet me in my cell I soak and sock niggaz up
  • Far as the flow go, you could let your dough show
  • Put your money on the table, we could battle on cable
  • Yall hot dog niggaz get nathans
  • ***** around with jason, that shorty from the lox, john blazin
  • Verse four: raekwon
  • My son cool out (what) dont beef yo, throw the tool out
  • Lets run these niggaz, kidnap they work, make em move out
  • Crushed hash, hands is like glass, keep the heat
  • In the dash, did some dirt for some work, caught a gash
  • The flicker blocker, wicked sneaker rocker footwear
  • Strike 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 stall
  • Relentless, the anthology consolidated
  • With the quickness, dress up in the wig and blouse, killer sickness
  • Lex, imagination large, gold cards
  • Beat the bogus squad brains that connect put on the older god
  • Specialist, iciclist, woolridge collar
  • Feelin the rich, work for every dollar dont snitch, thats why
  • Broke niggaz who got heart god, sign em up
  • Start the wind up, we john blazin, don up in the line up
  • Chorus
  • Verse five: fat joe
  • Its simple mathematics, you gotta love us
  • Cause joey crack plus gat equals a lotta dead mother*****ers
  • Just when you thought I was done, I recruited pun
  • Terror squad enterprise, undisputed dunn
  • Im from the slums where its worse, bust with guns til it hurts
  • For *****in with my funds on the first
  • And go to church like a mobster
  • Discuss your death over shrimp and lobster, with my cuban partners
  • Lucas with the cartridge, twenty shot
  • Run up on any block, disrespect any cop
  • Used to run many spots, now I own shops
  • Gortex with the lot, five sixty-four bills a pop
  • Im hot, who wanna get burned?
  • I fire one in your knot and watch your whole *****in head turn
  • You best learn to parlay, Ive had a hard day
  • ***** around with the don and get john blazed
  • Chorus 2x

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