John Blaze

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

He'd 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

I'm 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

My crew puff lye anyone test the Pun must die

Just give me one try'Now you know you done f**ked up right

Hah you ain't got no wins in my casa

Que te pasa you ain't even in my clasa

I hate a actor that plays a rapper

I'm Terror Squad beta kappa everybody's 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

I'll 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 I'm the kid

Out of Bronx that'll stomp you to death like it didn't matter

I'm even better than before iller metaphors

Killers bet it all on Pun cause one verse dead em all

J J J John Blaze

Ja Ja ah John Bla Blaze

J Ja J Ja John Blaze

Johnny Blaze ain't a damn thing changed

Verse Three: Jadakiss

Aiyyo my attitude is subject to change I mess around

And spit twelve at the driver's 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 y'all misdemeanor niggaz can't stand the reign

Better believe that whenever I see y'all I'ma test ya

Only cause I know that faggots respect pressure

Hardcore like shit you get kicked out the yard for

'Kiss ain't 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

Y'all hot dog niggaz get nathans

F**k around with Jason that shorty from The Lox John Blazin

Verse Four: Raekwon

My son cool out what don't beef yo throw the tool out

Let's 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 f**k 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 don't snitch that's why

Broke niggaz who got heart God sign em up

Start the wind up we John Blazin Don up in the line up

J J J John Blaze

Ja Ja ah John Bla Blaze

J Ja J Ja John Blaze

Johnny Blaze ain't a damn thing changed

It's simple mathematics you gotta love us

Cause Joey Crack plus gat equals a lotta dead motherf**kers

Just when you thought I was done I recruited Pun

Terror Squad Enterprise undisputed Dunn

I'm from the slums where it's worse bust with guns til it hurts

For f**kin 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

I'm hot who wanna get burned

I fire one in your knot and watch your whole f**kin head turn

You best learn to parlay I've had a hard day

F**k around with the Don and get John Blazed

J J J John Blaze

Ja Ja ah John Bla Blaze

J Ja J Ja John Blaze

Johnny Blaze ain't a damn thing changed

J J J John Blaze

Ja Ja ah John Bla Blaze

J Ja J Ja John Blaze

Johnny Blaze ain't a damn thing changed

Big Pun John Blaze Lyrics

Feat Jadakiss and Nas