Luyện nghe bài hát Jon Blaze

Verse Nas

My show like regiments, military intelligence
Murder game, I no evidence -- credentials
Go ask my pre-school, even to my old principal
tell you how you I used to pack a No. 2 pencil
Stabbin students, teachers, Catholics, preachers
In the school staircase, class, passin my reefer
In my own class, operation return, tried to say
I was incompetent, not to learn
The table turned now, got my own to earn
Like that nigga said in _Dead Presidents_, money to
Queensbridge, pay homage, Nas is the vet
the rep, polish baguettes, niggaz is dissin that
I'm just the best, puttin all violence to
between Latin the blood _los sangres_, blood in Spanish
So many thugs vanish, unite the
to fight with street wisdom, to help teach a prison

Verse Two: Big

My crew puff lye, anyone test the Pun die
give me one try -- 'Now you know you done fucked up right?'
Hah, you ain't got no wins in my
Hit the basa, you ain't even in my
I a actor that plays a rapper
I'm Terror Squad beta kappa everybody's rapper
Grand imperial college insane criminal
The nigga who known to blow out your brain mineral
I reign subliminal inside your
Try to supply your physical with my spiritual side of this
I'll in your dreams, like Freddie do, no kidding you
if I stuttered I would still sh-sh-sh-shit on you
Soon as I chatter you shitter shatter, I'm the kid
out of Bronx, that'll stomp you to death like it matter
I'm better than before, iller metaphors
Killers bet it all on Pun, cause one verse, em all

scratches by DJ Spinbad

J-J-J-John
Bla-Blaze
J-Ja-J-Ja, Blaze
"Johnny ain't a damn thing changed!" --> Method Man

Three: Jadakiss

Aiyyo my attitude is to change, I mess around
and twelve at the driver's side door of your Range
Six hit you, the other six, up in dame
Mafia style, leave you with your watch and your
Take heed that, not only can I I can aim
cause y'all misdemeanor niggaz can't the reign
believe that, whenever I see y'all I'ma test ya
Only I know that faggots respect pressure
Hardcore, like you get, kicked out the yard for
'Kiss the cops, but I lock niggaz up
You could meet me in my cell I soak and niggaz up
Far as the go, you could let your dough show
Put your on the table, we could battle on cable
Y'all hot dog niggaz get
Fuck around Jason, that shorty from The Lox, John Blazin

Verse Raekwon

My son out (what) don't beef yo, throw the tool out
Let's run these niggaz, kidnap they work, make em out
hash, hands is like glass, keep the heat
in the dash, did some dirt for some work, a gash
The blocker, wicked sneaker rocker footwear
Strike me out God, stackin up joints, rack em Footlocker
This is raw, raw fuck kid, represent
Here to Crenshaw, hold my stronger than a Benz stall
Relentless, the anthology
with the quickness, dress up in the wig and blouse, sickness
Lex, large, gold cards
Beat the bogus squad that connect put on the Older God
Specialist, iciclist, collar
Feelin the rich, for every dollar don't snitch, that's why
broke who got heart God, sign em up
Start the wind up, we John Blazin, Don up in the up

Verse Fat Joe

It's simple mathematics, you gotta us
Cause Joey Crack gat equals a lotta dead motherfuckers
when you thought I was done, I recruited Pun
Terror Enterprise, undisputed Dunn
I'm from the slums where it's worse, bust guns til it hurts
for fuckin my funds on the first
And go to church a mobster
Discuss your over shrimp and lobster, with my Cuban partners
Lucas the cartridge, twenty shot
Run up on any block, any cop
Used to run many spots, now I own
Gortex with the lot, sixty-four bills a pop
I'm hot, who wanna get
I fire one in your knot and watch your whole head turn
You learn to parlay, I've had a hard day
Fuck around with the Don and get John

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