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John Blaze
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Big Punisher
жанры: hip-hop, rap
альбомы: Endangered Species
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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 pencilStabbin' 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 learnThe 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' thatI'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 prisonMy crew puff lye, anyone test the Pun must die Just give me one try, now you know you done fucked up right?' Hah, you ain't got no wins in my casa Que te pasa, you ain't even in my clasaI 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 mineralI 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 shit on youSoon 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 allJ-j-john Blaze J-j-john Blaze J-j-john Blaze Johnny Blaze ain't a damn thing changedAiyo, 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 chainsTake 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 fagots respect pressureHardcore, 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 showPut your money on the table, we could battle on cable Y'all hot dog niggaz get nathans Fuck around with Jason, that shorty from The Lox, John BlazinMy son cool out don't beef yo, throw the tool out (What) 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 gashThe flicker blocker, wicked sneaker rocker footwear Strike me out God, stackin' up joints, rack 'em like Footlocker This is raw, raw like fuck kid, represent Here to Crenshaw, hold my words stronger than a Benz stallRelentless, 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 GodSpecialist, 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 upJ-j-john Blaze J-j-john Blaze J-j-john Blaze Johnny Blaze ain't a damn thing changedIt's simple mathematics, you gotta love us 'Cause Joey Crack plus gat equals a lotta dead motherfuckers Just when you thought I was done, I recruited Pun Terror Squad Enterprise, undisputed DunnI'm from the slums where it's worse, bust with guns 'til it hurts For fuckin' with my funds on the first And go to church like a mobster Discuss your death over shrimp and lobster, with my Cuban partnersLucas 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 popI'm hot, who wanna get burned? I fire one in your knot and watch your whole fuckin' head turn You best learn to parlay, I've had a hard day Fuck around with the Don and get John BlazedJ-j-john Blaze J-j-john Blaze J-j-john Blaze Johnny Blaze ain't a damn thing changedJ-j-john Blaze J-j-john Blaze Johnny Blaze ain't a damn thing changed
Это интересно:Christofer Lee Rios a.k.a Big Pun родился 10 ноября 1971 года в Южном Бронксе (Нью-Йорк), в семье пуэрториканцев. Интерес к хип-хопу и брейкдансу (да-да, Пан не всегда был таким здоровяком) возник у парня в 15 лет, под впечатлением от выступлений Crazy Legs и Rock Steady Crew. Тусуясь с друзьями по школе, решено было создать собственную рэп-группу, получившую название The Full A Clips Crew. Именно тогда, в 1989 году Кристофер берет себе... продолжение
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