John Baze (Fat Joe. beat)

Yo you chose right if you took my side because all these other rap cats

can die. Leave'em with their brains fired. And that's no lie. I cut off lose

ends like a lace that's lost it's threads. I'm ripping ya to shreds. So your

blood spreads all over the bed. Leaving your whole house red. Niggas

know not to fuck with me cause I'll chop off your head. No need for the

guillotine. Karate chops instead. Rockin this mic Until I run outta breath.

But I always have something to say. So what's next? take a guess. Have

you with so much stress. My niggas got your girl undresses. You know the

rest. put you to rest. Stop talking you know I'm the best. Just one press on

your chest. Pull your heart outta your left breast. Get that bar bent.

Fisting you dents. Because I'm like Clark Kent. Heat Vision through your

deck. If you wanna live you better show some respect. Or I'll rip off your

head with you spine still connected. So check out the method. I'll build a

building on top of your grave and because I hate you I'll demolish the

place. Stay outta my way. Or get slammed into the earth. I know that this

hurts. Hitting you with a mega verse. That leaves you john blazed. Look in

my eyes all it takes is one gaze. Erase all ample rappers off of the face of

this dirt, that they stand on. Y'all know I represent a grand Don. 17 is the

age. And the raps are phenomenal because I spit it with grace. Can I get

an amen. While I red-rum many, many men. get'em blunted to death. beat

with a lead pipe over your head. Because all the word's I say go straight

over your slow ass head. I live my life like I'm already dead. Just like 50

Cent said. "My back on the wall, now you gon' see. Better watch how you

talk when you talk about me." You having a chance at beating me? You'd

have a better chance finding makaveli. Close quarters shotgun, y'all that I

cock one. Two or maybe three. So I chase cats up in a tree, have'em

stranded of weeks. No food no sleep. That's what you get for trying to

sleep on me. Front on me and lose all of your teeth. No need for bling

bling. Because this is all me. My raps stay praised, have you running

through a maze just to get John blazed.