MY stripes show like reginments, military intelligence
 Murder game, I leave no evidence, credentials
 Go ask my pre-school, even talk to my old principle
 He'll tell you how I used to pack a number 2 pencil
 Let's do this, grab a teacher, Catholic preachers
 In the school staircase, cuttin' class, passin' my reefer
 In one class operation: return, they tried to say
 I was incompetent, not able to learn
 The tables turned now, got my own label I earned
 Like that nigga said in "Dead Presidents," "money to burn"
 Queensbridge, pay homage, respect, Nas is a vet
 acknowledge the rep, pollished begets, niggas is this and that
 I'm just he best puttin' all violence to rest
 Between Latin Kings and blood lasagras, blood in Spanish
 So many thugs vanished, unite the system
 The fight within the street wisdom
 to help teach a prison

 Big Punisher:
 My cru puffs fly, anyone test the Pun must die
 just give me one try, now you know you done fucked up right?
 Ha, you ain't got no wins in me casa
 hit the basa, you ain't even in my closa
 I hate an actor that plays a rapper
 I'm Terror Squad beta cappa, everyone's favorite rapper
 Grand imprerial, college material, insane criminal
 The same nigga who's know to blow at your brain minerals
 I reign subliminal inside your visual
 try to supply your physical but my spiritual side of it's lyrical
 I appear in your dreams like Freddie do, no kidding you
 Even if I said it I would still fuckin' shit on you
 Soon as your shitter, chatter your shit'll shatter
 I'm the kid outta the Bronx that'll stomp your ass like it didn't matter
 I'm even better than before, iller metaphores
 Killers bet it all on Pun 'cause one verse can dead 'em all

 (scatching Method Man sample)
 John Blaze...Johnny Blaze ain't a damn thing changed

 Jadakiss:
 Aye yo, my attitufe is subject to change
 I mess around and spit 12 at the driverside door of your Range
 6 hit you, the other 6 up in your dame
 Mafia style, leave you with your watch and your chain
 So take heed that not only can I flow I can aim
 'cause y'all misdemaenor niggas can't stand the rain
 Better  believe that, whenever I see y'all I'ma Pes' ya
 Only 'cause I know the niggas respect pressure
 Hardcore, the shit you get kicked out the yard for
 Kiss ain't the cops, but I lock niggas up
 You can meet me in my cell, I soak and sock niggas up
 Far as the flow go, you can let your doe show
 Put your money on the table we can battle on cable
 You hot dog niggas get nathan's
 fuckin' 'round with Jason, that shortie from The Lox, john blazin'

 Raekwon:
 My son, cool out (what) don't beef yo, throw the tool out
 Let's run these niggas, kidnap their work, make 'em move out
 Crush hash hanges like glass, keep the hear in the dash
 Did some dirt for the work, cut a gash
 The flicker blocker, wicked sneaker rocker footwear
 Strike me out, good stack enough joints, rack 'em like Foot Locker
 This is raw, raw like niggas we represent
 Here to Crenshaw, hold my words stronger than a Benz stall
 Relentless, the anthology consoladated
 with the quickness
 Just up in the wakin' blowes, killer sickness
 Lex, imagination large, go carts
 Beat the bogus squad brains that connect put on the older god
 Specialist, ice cicle-ist, war age collar feelin' the rich
 Work for every dollar, don't snitch
 That's why broke niggas who got hard gods, sign 'em up
 start the wind up, we john blazin' donna in the line-up

 (scatching Method Man sample)
 John Blaze...Johnny Blaze...ain't a damn thing changed

 Fat Joe:
 It's a simple mathamatics, you gotta love us
 'Cause when Joey Crack plus a gat leaves a lot of dead motherfuckers
 Just when you thought I was done I recruited Pun
 Terror Squad win the prize undisputed, dun
 I'm form the slums where it's worse, bus' my guns 'til it hurts
 for fuckin' with my funds on the first
 Than go to like a mobster
 Just cause she ??? over shrimp and lobster
 with my Cuban partners
 Lucas with the cartridge, 20 shot
 Run up on any block, disrespect any cop
 Used to run my spots, now I own shops
 Gortex with the lot, five sixty-four bill a pop
 I'm hot, who wanna get burned
 I'm 5'1" and your not, and wathc your whole you fuckin' head turn
 You best learn to parley, I've had a hard day
 Fuck around with the Don and get john blazed

 (scatching Method Man sample)
 John Blaze...Johnny Blaze ain't a damn thing changed
 (repeats as song fades out