like I know this whole town, And I'm feeling down It was worse than he had ever seen, The fire was higher than the highest trees, Up went the church,
the backstreet girls are dancing To the records that the D.J. plays Lonely hearted lovers struggle in dark corners Desperate as the night moves on And
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
Imitate the kid, you may get yourself some hoes Snap back, flat cap, abstract swagga Kid come correct never messin' up the pattern Y'all jigsaw puzzle Mismatch mess, got my J's on
Gucci on With TV's in the ride, throw a movie on Said he couldn't rap now He at the top with doobie long 'Cause the dookie's on any song That they threw me on
John Blazed J-j-john Blaze J-j-john Blaze J-j-john Blaze Johnny Blaze ain't a damn thing changed J-j-john Blaze J-j-john Blaze Johnny Blaze ain't a
verse, dead em all Chorus: scratches by DJ Spinbad J-J-J-John Blaze Ja-Ja-ah-John Bla-Blaze J-Ja-J-Ja, John Blaze "Johnny Blaze ain't a damn thing
(lyrics: j. harte, music: b. walker) If you want to see hell, there's a place you can go. Take a little ride down cc road. Deep in the sticks in the
please I never go broke my name got two G's J I two G A, I flip that Up on the platinum and be on the next day I be right there when your mics blow
of fire and brimstone Looking at a haunted void - I'm all at sea, flat on thine back As buoyant as the Titanic fifty years on so COME ON, Neptune, DRAG
they're sweet Talking and name calling And brawling on the fringes of the floor I spot you through the smoke With your eyes on fire From J and B and
myself? [J] Oh God bless me indeed When I'm so confused [J] Enlarge my territory [J] Place your love and protection over me at all times Help me! [J
they're sweet talking and name calling And brawling on the fringes of the floor I spot you through the smoke With your eyes on fire From J&B and coke
Ain't nobody around to witness nothin' Heavens devil strangle Hell's Angel with a mic cable Then J Wells came through [Sample from Nas @ the L.A. Listening Party on
, dead em all Chorus: scratches by DJ Spinbad 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
. Mom in the bathroom poppa at work Happened on sunday we shoulda went to Church Look at my shirt, Polo on it It's gon sell if my logo on it I fear no
