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[John
The untouchable cat whose style is
I can be for the smooth and silent type
My bites tight like it was vampire's teeth
I'm hammerin chief, opponents with beef, put to sleep
My radical brain, run your terrain, I'm comin again
It's simple and plain, you're hurtin, there's no numbin the
Warpin your to convex with ill techs
Still flex, kill specs on cassette
Mic checks, and tight reps, all live bets
We'll see how the lights get
The illest attack, I fight with Jack
And smack them verbally humble
You and fumble, so I gain posession
Music moves in cycles, progression
Thugonomics lesson is taught when records are
Analyzed for lies and fillers,
Gorillas scrilla 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 your wigpiece, leave your hard rep soft
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
Assassinate the
Y'all my steez, yo we raisin the bar
the mainstream
Y'all know my steez, Trademark and Cena
the mainstream

I between the hi-hat, the bassline
The slideback, the scene that, Trademark
designed raps through divine
The synpase to climb a syntax error/era, clever
We find Trademark's ID below the letters
Your rhymes are general played, blank
Your eyes was blinded by the signs of banks
You lost focus of function
'Member when MC's used to spit and say (shit) that meant somethin
The remained clean
Then the corporate industry the same dream
And I leaned back below the
Mappin out the future warfare
To sweep through the streets lethal, to you
too, editorial restrictions
Cause labels need candy-ass so the populars can listen
Not the caste
The last talented that lost they status
Real raps end up gratis tracks on mixtapes that sell
Cause executives and marketing
Designed rims, hoes and music, and bed in
I the veterans can tell, I see through the image
Mainstream is timid
I want beats, basslines, and lyrics that's vivid
A voice within it, tellin me real rap is comin back and boy livid
I want it, I breathe it, I it
I cornered the and I bring destruction
You ain't worth your weight, never the cost of post-production
Introduction of Trademark, the laureate
Through the of reason
Rhyme forever, but born out the 7 iller to beat in

[Chorus] - to fade