Track 1 Undoubtedly any doubts you had about me Will get laid to rest no apologies And I feed off stress, for dessert, a little hurt Til I get sick, projectile an ill verse Call this nine 16's on my One Shot Ep I'll piss on ya LP with only three So imagine what I do now its tripled I rip ripples, rip currents, and RIP people! Ratta-tat-tat, boom bap, wit a back pack Or you ridin’ round dirty, click clack, bop-pin wit da yac Im on track, no need to weave, baby Still sippin, still dippin, and still crazy Still wit the Kool aid smile, still Swayze Get Ghost, get on, or get smoked Yeaa now you know there’s fire Can’t be ignored no more, only admired   Track 2 Bacardi hard dawg/ own the party ya’ll/ double fisting, and fishing without a rod, gawd/ voice the bait, permanently permeates/ apply pressure, never, penetrating the place/ speak on it, at speakeasy’s, liquor makes my speech easy/ So stop frontin’ or be easy/ be-lieve me/ I gets ba busy, boi/ Manny Paquiao, packing punches, in bunches/ (yeuh) Gwan get gangsta, mi fear no one/ you shotta’s but yet ya know sho gun/ yaa don’t know, ya don’t say, nada a damn thizang/ bells get rocked, ding ding ring in the liberty (This is what I want ya’ll, this is what you need (need)/ give it all you got ya’ll, knock em to their knees!)   Track 3 Ima go getta/ forth an fifteen, with five seconds on the clock, my eyes aren’t blinking/ hail mary, full of grace/ open up, here’s a taste/ got the tingle on ya tongue, body feelin kinda numb/(uh) Im on my supa fly, Jimmy Snucka/ you fly supa high, altitude might kill ya/ super fly, Curtis Mayfield, that pusha/( ha) over the edge, just push ya/ get da V, I, Si, I ,On/ Crews Knee High, Bob, B I N/ (Yea) Im so defiant/ no need trying/ airborn stay flying/ Durty Jerz, that muddy water flow, Yokozuma sumo, you know, crushin’ anyone you know!/  Who tho’ John Blake   Track 4 A beast, a monster, the beats new conqueror (huh)/ relies on wits, no lies no tricks/ (uh) no pies no bricks/ just smiles and sits/ (yea) The world don’t stop, you ride with it/ The choice is yours, (yeaa) always been, Manifest your own destiny from within The heart that beats, the spark that greets that part That voids the dark, when you in charge (Light It!) Ignite the fuse, and fight for you (Charge In) Head first, till ya head hurts, do work On foes, that lurk, deep in the shadows I gets deep, feel me, bone marrow   I gets deep baby, yeaa, I gets deep baby   Track 5 Definition of ill John Blake, definition of real Less talking, keeping it Trill You know the deal, stop playing the field Bunch of playas, aint got the skill See em, uncoordinated, more complaining, I’m this I’m that Themselves they feeling, so much looks like masturbating I master my own thoughts, an own flows Bates opponents to talk ish, and get blown Away, tornadoes, typhoons, hurricanes Ya’ll burgers to the King, have it your way   Hey, yea how you doin, who me, maaan yea im still coolin/ and these fools still speakin….who the truest? John Blake,(eeh)  what chu doin   Track 6 For my home, for my people, from the block to the steeple/ yea I just creep thru, Carbon monoxide, no more apartheid/ Im apart from those who only see one side Mo Mo Moove out my way/ Vamanos undalay I gotta get mine today/for the day is done, you fake fraudulence, need to get from/ round here, here on this planet im a bandit with with some bad habbits/ that might make me an example of what can happenin/ when ill meets pestilence/ spreading lethal injecting, into every vain corrupting your intelligence/(dedede…..flatline) im good im bad, im a fool, im sad/ but im happy to be here, to make you drop ya jaws or laugh (haha)   Testing am I on..am I really on 1,2,3 is this thang on, Is this really on 1,2,3   Track 7 Ill’in feelin the rhyme, rhythm and time, who can comprehend with such a minimal mind/ sub-liminal, minuscule, hittin you, lifting you, hig-her/ my word, can S.T.I. EMu-late, futuristic, cataclysmic, super-cala-fragilistic.. bump that/ come a little bit faster/ whoa/ catch up and read up before ya speak up/ (oh)/ on a vengeance, anyone contending/ leaving you suspended, (Huh) no detention/ detainee, Guantanamo, Geronimo, no hide-n-go/ I'm leaving you in circles in a stand still, merry-go/ Round, got the sound-errr, bite me/ I bite back, sharp with the canine/ Drinking some Saint. Ides/ya’ll ain't Saints I, Breeze though with Cajun Voodoo/ you Drew, I draw, quarterback and score! Board, reads…phsssh who gives a damn/ murderous madness, mashing, masking nothing/ ya’ll be bluffin, big bad wolf huffin and puffin boi ya’ll somethin   Track 8 Black Vans, Black Tee’s, Crisp Dickies/ Fitted to the side, nod ya head if you wit me Walk around like the grim reaper/ more a reminder/even with a smile, death’ll find ya So smile back, an embrace it/ face a time where time has no face, give you a face lift Smiles an frowns I still put it down/ for my city for my town/ for my country/ for the crown Jersey born brethren, breathe that breath, that have outtatowners shook to death Respect is earned, watch ya step/ vultures and goons, pecking at that neck/ Want what I got, I got what I need/ Mic in my hand, an the whole crowd with me Stop, drop, shawty give me fifty! Diddy bop mean, man I coming so clean (Yiii!)   (I rock, I Bop, Im cooooold! Got my index up, OH NOOO!! I rock, I Bop, Im cooooold! Got my index up, OH NOOO!!)   Track 9 Another brief snippet, keep the fiends from twitching/ thank ya’ll cause ya’ll the business/ This business exactly that/ so when I rap, its nothin but my soul black yea boy (holla back) On the front line, cock back and loaded/ show me my opponent, I show you I own it/ No matta the beat, weather, im so clever/ you leave it to beaver, damned/ (oh man) I influence, you and yours truly John Blake, you do a adore, dually Why, only the beginning, I, tend to linger, notes R&B singers We’ll hit some hi’s, and crawl through lows The beats don’t stop, you already know On goes the show, till the next one, see you in a few…A YO where’d he go!!