live and breathe The questions without answers The answers without questions a catch-22 system We are trapped down in a crack in the system ...crack in the system
that man up Wrong! It's just the beginning, the first inning Battle for America's soul, the devil's winning The President is Bush, the Vice President's a Dick So a
John Blazed 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 J-J-J-John Blaze Ja-Ja-ah-John
a ride where playa hatin killers and the hood niggaz thrive And lame motherfuckers can barely survive [Verse 1] One morning I woke up next to a thick bitch Took a
lean and cream keep stacking Dr. Suess cracking the beats with no slacking So move with the groove, makes your knees weaker Salt-N-Pepa coming through your speaker Hot blazing
kick it Gotta sell wheatgerm and crack, so I can have money just incase a break a axle I turn my music up loud - to attrack a crowd throw the hood out
like one Verse One: Method Man, a.k.a. Johnny Blaze Check it Scriptures hit the body like sawed off shotties Like my hair notty and my nosepiece snotty Fuck a
-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 damn thing changed
got a half hour before the plan sours like Amaretto Far from the ghetto, a rebel of chance, the devil in pants Out for the fast cash, level advance Takin' a
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!" -- Method Man Verse Three:
) Alright, muthafuckas (Coo-coo) Fight, muthafuckas I pledge That I'll taste each second That said I know each moment's a present I'll fight A battle
Young Kadafi in this bitch, set it off nigga, what? I do my shootin's on a knob, prayin' to God for my squad Stuck in a nightmare, hopin' he might care
more ways I daze and faze And never seem to amaze the one who blazed The A-C-I-D, AC-DC Pump it out your system it'll blow up your battery I'm a hard
Paranoid androids, aliens, asteroids Plus I, George Jetson through the solar system board Galaxy gladiator, fuck you bitin' ass style Still in perpetrators
ways I daze and faze And never seem to amaze the one who blazed The A-C-I-D, AC-DC Pump it out your system it'll blow up your battery I'm a hard
a Jamaican When we a bun a weed we supportin' and promotin' Lau di crack and di coke ting yeah we soakin' Herb a di healin' of di nation Legalize it right now we wanna blaze
