97) “Blayzie ‘N Thugz Mansion (September 3rd) ft.Blayzie”

97) Blayzie ‘N Thugz Mansion (September 3rd)
By: Johnny Blaze ft.Blayzie

[Intro: Blayzie]
As we’re entering…
As we’re entering….
The new year, and yeno, Christmas is coming up,
I would like to uh, wish everybody a Merry Christmas,
And a Happy New Year,
Uhhh, this last year, yeno, it’s…
Been okay, been…
So-so, yeno,
I could say great but…..
Okay, maybe it was great yeno uh,
Some people are okay, some people, are not but still, life is good
And, what more can I say?
I could say I’m blessed,
I could say I’m lucky,
Or I could say I could deserve what I have right now because I deserve it; because of what I went through…

[Verse 1: Johnny Blaze] (The Bad News / The Flashbacks)
I was at the hospital when I heard the news
Sapo called,
Told me we had lost you,
I didn’t believe it to be true,
My skin pale; began to turn blue,
And if I had-to-choose,
I wish I had been-there, with the-crew!
My jaw dropped,
Stared into space while my heart stopped,
What was I to say?
Everyone in the room watched,
Visions of us,
Watching Wrestlemania 31,
Couldn’t get chu that Arizona Sweet Tea that you wanted
Hoping you cash in that chance to meet Eazy,
L, Pun,
Nate Dogg and ‘Pac,
Or even Roddy, Rhodes,
Savage, Eddie and Benoit
You were the kindest soul in my neighbourhood
Regret I didn’t get you anything last Christmas bruh,
You, me and Mertz smoked Moroccan Hash bowls,
We were beyond stoned,
Played Last of Us and my cousin looked like he had an afro
And if I had to, pick one thing I loved about you,
It’d be your knowledge of Hip-Hop; that’s when I knew,
This guy was cool,
Blaze for Blayzie dudes…

[Bridge 1: Blayzie]
What was I gonna say?
All I gotta say is, enjoy life man,
Enjoy it while you can…..
Try not to be depressed
Uh, get your mind off,
Get your mind off things that make you depressed….
See a psychiatrist yeno?
Channel all that, depression into something that’s positive, yeno?
Like I did…
Yeno, like, it’s hard but,
You gotta try… (x2)

[Verse 2: Johnny Blaze] (Cystic Fibrosis)
A soulja like the image of ‘Pac,
Fire Blast was the mixtape he was suppose to drop
Then C.F. got the best of his heart,
But he lives forever like Monday Night Raw
No matter what, your fight to survive is my inspiration,
I do a lot of stupid shit, but I learned to be more patient
I quit hanging around people who only hold me back,
I don’t owe them jack,
Every time I ask friends to rap,
They nod and say “Yeah,”
But, where are they fam?!
One night, I was mixing this song,
I felt Kevin’s presence; he was watching over me from above
And I couldn’t help but feel relieved,
Brought out my inner hippy,
I’m glad you were listening,
Thank you for being with me
‘Cause these days have been nothing but cruel,
In order to find my zen, I search for the moon
I still have your number in my phone,
We’ll reunite one day,
I’ll bring some herbal clones
But I’ll have to wait ’til I’m grown,
Bet you’re doing good on your own
Ight, I gotta go,
Back to you bro……..

[Bridge 2: Blayzie]
One more time,
So um,
We don’t know,
We don’t know how long we’re gonna live
There’s people,
They always question why, people are living,
And why, they’re on this earth
The thing is me, if I’m on this earth and I make at least one person,
One person happy,
Or satisfied,
If I do, like, one person good,
Then, then that’s worth living
At least, I know, there’s somebody in my life, that I make them happy for me to stay alive,
So that’s why I stay alive…..

[Verse 3: Johnny Blaze] (The Reflection / The Promise)
Dear Kevin, I can’t believe that you’re gone,
You were the first one to ever invite me to record a song,
I knew from the moment we met, you were sick and something was wrong
The coughs I would hear,
Were more severe,
Than the typical stoner after they hit a bong
That’s when you introduced me to Vape ’cause it’s safer,
Grape God Kush was the best flavour
Then, you showed me that in order to live in unity,
People need to show love and be exactly what makes them unique
The family and I went to your viewing,
I broke down in tears and fell to my knees,
Prayed that you made it to the holy gates at ease,
I made a promise to you while you laid asleep,
I’m going to make it in this music industry
And your legacy, will be remembered for centuries

[Sample: Thugz Mansion (Acoustic Version) by 2Pac]
“Picture a place that they exist, together
There has to be a place better than this, in heaven,”

[Johnny Blaze:]
All he wanted was to increase the peace,
Wondering why he had to leave,
Homie, I hope you get to smoke with the OG’s,
-In gangsta fashion,
Keep staying zen,
Hope we someday meet again,

[Sample: Thugz Mansion by 2Pac + (Johnny Blaze)]
-In Thug’s Mansion (In Thugz Mansion)

[Outro: Blayzie]
Like Drake said, “Y.O.L.O!”
Hmph, nah I’m joking,
None of that bullshit,
What the fuck is “Y.O.L.O?”
You only live,
You only live once right?
How ’bout you only die once!
But anyways,
I don’t wanna bore you, anymore
So, all I gotta say is one more time is,
Merry Christmas to all you,
Happy New Year,
Use condoms…..
If you’re gonna rob people,
Uh, hide your identity
And don’t leave the, weapon in the ‘Mercy
That’s all I gotta say
I’m gone,
Oh and, rest in peace to, my friends,


3) “Truth or Truth, Pt. I” [Final Version]

3) Truth or Truth, Pt. I
By: Johnny Blaze

I love this beat man
I love Slaughterhouse
Crooked I, Royce Da 5’9″, Joell Ortiz and Joe Budden
That’s that group right there, that powerhouse rap group
Feel me?
No one doing it better than those dudes right now
So, let me see what I can do on this Truth or Truth beat, off that “On The House” mixtape
You Ready?
Yo-yo-yo, yo!

[Verse 1:]
I seemed to have lost my face,
Went to Vapour Lounge with some friends ’cause they know the place,
I mean, I never been there before,
So my idea of a good time was about to kick at the door
Stoners are immune to the reality of life so when you ask me why I smoke I’ll tell you reality’s a dyke….
-But shes my wife
Unfortunately I admit, I’m addicted to weed,
Or maybe I’m just committed, who’s to say I’m not addicted to me?
My homies don’t approve of anything that I do,
When I asked them to join me they said “I’m sick of this dude”
Kinda fucked up how friends become strangers,
For once in my life I thought I couldn’t be in more danger
I had dreams that I could have good friends, good fam and a good wife,
Then I woke up and realized that this wasn’t real life

[Bridge 1:]
I pause for the beat to drop,
But in my mind, all I hear is the sound of the needle pop

[Verse 2:]
Sadly every day I wake up depressed and alone,
But when I go out, I put on a front like it was a well structured home
My mother hate the way that I look, I’m tired of disappointing her, every day I stress,
I make a mess on the floor of my mind with thoughts that don’t make sense
How could she look her own son in his eyes and tell him “You need to cut your hair, you don’t look like a guy”
Ain’t that some B.S,
My own mother don’t love me,
I should runaway and leave a note like P.S.
I really wished you accepted me Mama,
Difficult to rap this and say I can’t believe you did this to me Mama,
Now I have to grow up knowing you’ll never be proud of me,
Look me in the eye, smile with me
Well fuck you then!
I have a father but he never
cared really,
He was just there for us financially
He never taught me how to ride a bike,
Then when I aged, he wondered why I never ride the night
He should’ve gave me “the talk” man to man but he’s so pussy, he can’t handle being a man to a man
My own brother tellin’ me “Don’t do drugs don’t drink ya see?”
I say You do the same, so fuck you, I hope you bleed hypocrisy!
Nigga always mocking me!
Motherfucker is constantly cocky B!
I’m done with family,
You woulda thought that they ran from me!
I’m in this alone, it doesn’t matter anymo’,
Homies don’t know but fam, I’m grown

[Bridge 2:]
Ouuuuuuu oh
Nope I ain’t done yet,
I still need to speak my truth,
So don’t rewind it

[Verse 3:]
Today I realized that getting turnt up ain’t what it seems,
Drank so much that Saturday I fell to my knees
Everybody was probably starring, laughing, maybe even askin’ what happened,
Seems like people only remember the times you fail, not the times you prevail
It’s obvious that my real friends judge me even when I’m at my lowest point,
Weird, maybe I should just chill with the people who like to smoke a joint
I mean I ain’t gon’ lie, that day I fucked up, but that’s the reality of life,
If you don’t live and learn, you livin’ an inexperienced life
The other day I was with close friends, we smoked a couple Js, it was cool and shit,
But the weed made me realize what’s happening ain’t legit
My homie was acting like he was on shrooms,
This is the same guy who plays drums in his living room
The same dude who constantly judges me for doing drugs,
But there he was,
Smoking the kush, getting a buzz
At Subway the dude couldn’t eat,
Lettuce falling out of his mouth along with that meat
That was disgusting to witness,
I smoked but I was conscious,
Everyone smoked, everything they said was utterly non-sense
I couldn’t believe my eyes,
I was becoming that person who needed more in his mind,
Who could intake more weed, more alcohol, more food
What’s happening to me?
I need to turn my life around,
The first step in order to succeed,
Is knowing you can go a day without weed
No drinks please,
One too many for me and I’ll be down on my knees,
Like I’m at church when ironically, that’s what I need
I need those things in my life,
I want to be that person who knows that every little thing is gonna be alright
Bob Marley stays in my soul even when I’m blazed,
‘Cause knowing you’ll be okay, is a good thing to say
I honestly don’t know how I’ll get a job,
I’m an inexperienced gringo who stays at home like a slob
Maybe I should fix my resumé,
Make myself sound better than what I really am
Look at Sam,
Kicked out of his home,
Got on the phone with his Grandma,
She took him in,
He got a job,
Went back to school,
And got it in
How is it possible that stoners can get a job but not me?
I know I’m not trying but feels like even when I try they’ll just lie and say “We’ll call you”
Like that stupid bitch Missy,
You lied to me, you said I got the job at the shop,
I told all my friends that I would be working at a thrift shop
They all shut me down, told me it’s sketchy
Well how supportive of you,
-But they were right
She ended up tellin’ me that the position has been filled,
Which doesn’t make sense ’cause you said I’d be making bills
So next time don’t say the job is yours,
‘Cause now you look like a stupid, motherfucking whore…

[Bridge 3:]
Hol’ up, hol’ up, let me stop this for a second,
That was the old DLP,
Let’s talk in present time; from my perspective

[Verse 4:]
My Moms just found out I smoke dope
She said I’m stupid, she didn’t raise me like this, guess she’s lost all hope
And my brother, he snapped; raged at me, started yelling like a lunatic
He got in my face, where was my father? In the living room, all you heard was *click*
That’s the sound of the remote,
My Mama came into my room, grabbed my backpack and told me to throw away the dope
Sweet lord Jesus,
If I don’t get rid of my stash, she might call the police
-And, we don’t want no problems in here,
I’m just a stoner, lazy and might die a loner, but it’s my Mama I fear
-The most, if I quit smoking dope, will I really be livin’ the life I want?
Or livin’ a life to suffice the needs of my mother, I can’t front
-As if it wouldn’t bother me
But all I wanna see is you smile obviously
Mama don’t think less of me please! Don’t leave me stranded!
Yeah I’m a pothead but don’t panic, it’s only organic!
Man oh man seeing you break down is not something I wanted to see,
I can’t even pee, tears fall down my face and because I’m sick, I suddenly sneeze
I don’t wanna be the reason you die,
I couldn’t handle such a tragedy,
I would never be able to sleep; I would just stay up and cry
Why, why, why did this have to happen man?
I’m feeling suicidal like the white boy from Stan
And, how can I be the man if I’m the reason for your pain?
Guess I’m a piece of shit, I should die in vein
Sometimes I wonder will I really end up working for Double-X-L?
Will I eventually reach my goals, become a person who excelled?
I be lying if I said that doesn’t bother me,
This is truth or truth, and for the record I try not to lie, honestly
Truth be told if it weren’t for this pen and pad,
I’d be jumping off a bridge and land
-On a train track
Get demolished by a train, crap!
And this be the realest shit I ever wrote…

This song was written in four different periods of my life
That is why this is the deepest piece I ever wrote for real
Love me or hate me, without having writing as an outlet,
I would be dead with my tombstone that reads “David Lazo-Pineda; The Einstein Of Rap”
Because that’s how my legacy shall proceed,
Truth or Truth, Pt. I is undoubtedly me

The EinsteinOfRap’s Halloween Playlist

Busta Rhymes

Gimme Some More

Dr. Dre ft.Hittman & Ms. Roq

Murder Ink

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

Mr. Ouija

Eminem ft.Bizarre



Gangster’s Paradise

The Game

Bigger Than Me


American Psycho

Tyler, The Creator


Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

Mr. Ouija 2


Findum, Fuckum and Flee

Kanye West

Black Skinhead

Delusional Thomas (Mac Miller)


D12 ft.B-Real

American Psycho II

Immortal Technique

Dance With The Devil

Happy Halloween Ma’fuckas!


50) “Ranting/The Hooded Man”

50) Ranting/The Hooded Man
By: Johnny Blaze

[Verse 1:] (Ranting)
You can’t put a price on art,
So why the hell did I sell my Iron Man painting, thinking it was smart?
Guess I valued a dollar more than I valued my ability to do something amazing,
I’ll never see that beauty again, Ironically I sold it to “The Man” in a suit, what am I, crazy?
I used some colours so I never did anything shady
But $60 bucks isn’t deep enough
Pocket full of lint, wallet full of stuff
This the shit that, they teach about in school
But I was a dumb ass, sold the one good thing that I painted; I’m such a fool
Because in art class, teacher always had some shit to say
“I don’t like this idea, you should go a different way”
No bitch, this has some sentimental value
Why would I throw it away?
This bitch must be poppin’ Valium!
They told me “Just go with the flow” but I never understood
My ass backwards, Acid Rapper, give me a Chance, I could out rap ya
I think some kids are stupid in school it’s quite silly
I could introduce them to R. Kelly and they would interpret it as “Arr, Kelly!”
What the fuck? Dude, R. Kelly isn’t a pirate,
He pissed on a girl once, but that’s because he was thinking with his private
I’m sorta coming (cumming) to the end of this verse
So call me a wanka, see a nice booty don’t grab it, just spank her
But she turned around and pulled out a pistol
Shot me in the chest now I’m thinking This is it bro

[Verse 2:] (The Hooded Man)
What happened to me? I thought I’d be laying dead in a hearse
Who’s that? Ou crap, sweet lady I called Nurse!
She approached me, went in her purse,
Handed me a CD; it was Jay Z’s The Gift and The Curse
Oh sweet, something to listen to because first I fumbled, now I’ll recover
That was my first NFL reference
My next sentence shall hover
Writing from a hospital bed,
Can’t go to sleep, all I can think of is Everyone in this hospital is dead
So I unplugged everything that was attached to my body
Ran down the hallway, took the elevator down to the lobby
Because obvi, I’m tryna escape this place,
But first I had to get a coffee
The bitch over the counter called security ’cause she suspected I was on the loose
So I threw the coffee in her face, apologized then vamoosh!
The doors opened, I can see the night’s light
But before me stood a hooded person, *bang-bang*
I was out like,
Grabbing this person and screamed Why did you do this to me?
The person took off the hoodie and it was, it was me…

44) “What’s On Your Mind? (Pt. I)”

The B.L.A.Z.E. Blog Post Series Day 2

44) What’s On Your Mind? (Pt. I)
By: Johnny Blaze

What’s on your mind DLP?

[Verse 1:]
Well, lets see
I smoked Sativa today,
My brain needs recovery, I’m layin’ in bed,
Hoes don’t know DLP but they probably judge him ’cause of his head
But it’s coo, I don’t care,
Back to growin’ out my hair,
Wonderin’ how long will it take this time,
Every day I picture me lookin’ like a hippie nope, I’m lyin’
Speaking of tellin’ the truth I’ve been meaning to spit some wisdom,
But I’ve been busy working at System
-Fitness so witness me get the money yawk yawk fuck school, boy I’m queued bruh
This is the first time ever that I’m not worried about school bruh
Take a year off bruh, discover myself more,
Hope not to get addicted to whores ’cause life’s a beach and I’m just sittin’ by the shore
With no jersey bro
Fist pump, push-up, chap stick used to be the moto yo
Yeah I said moto not motto
Fuck Drake, even in person I wouldn’t give him a handshake
Probably pull a Kanye on him
And spit something bright like the blonde on-‘Em
Yeye I’m nothin’ like Slim Shady baby,
I’m Johnny Blaze, increasing peace but sometimes actin’ crazy
What do you mean? Well I’ll tell ya in due time
But first, one must ask,

What’s on your mind DLP?

[Verse 2:]
Writing this verse obviously
My attitude is like the symbol on a preg test; positively
Seen T K.O. from the ganja, never yayo
Went to St. Nicks and saw Tony flip his fing-oh
His middle fingah, Chubs and I died,
The janitor of St. Nicks, laughin’ at us guys
But to be honest, it was nice seeing him after all these years and he somehow finds a reason to smile
I know I haven’t been to St. Nicks in a while,
But I remember those days like when I will have my first child
And girls getting pregnant seems to be the new style
Or maybe cummin’ inside is the new wild
But it doesn’t matter to me,
If you wanna have kids, go for it, feel free
Speakin’ of free, when are you gonna be single girl?
I saw you on the ‘Gram and thought Damn, if I had her, I’d feel on top of the world
But you know how this shit goes
One minute you talk for hours,
Next minute you’ll be a side hoe
Yes I said it, guys can be side hoes too
What, you thought ’cause some girls are in relationships, claim they loyal but the truth is she’s using you ’cause she’s spoiled
And if you have no problem with that, good for you dumb ass
Have fun trying to look for something real when all you out lookin’ for is some-ass

What’s on your mind DLP?

[Verse 3:]
Work unfortunately
Last Summer I was working at this fitness club,
This year I’m back so far Eddie is somebody I no longer want to push or shove
So yeah, we on good terms,
But Rose told me she hasn’t heard from Steven since he got fired
Now that’s not even
But odd rather,
I respected that man, so what if he was a cleaner it doesn’t matter
‘Cause he told me I was like a son to him
Which meant a lot to me
I took it personally, ’cause I never had that Father-Son bondage that most kids have,
Every day I live my life ignoring my Dad
But he did say he was proud of me when I graduated High School
However, one day doesn’t make up for a lifetime of abandonment
Be right back, ’bout to break the 5th commandment

What’s on your mind DLP?

[Verse 4:]
The bible and it’s sorcery
Which (Witch) means Jesus got stoned by his own people
These days ain’t shit changed,
There’s no such thing as being equal
There’s a war going on outside,
How do we maintain?
When our people are killing each other man nobody is safe,
The world’s gone insane
Chicago is like Iraq, or “Chi-raq” so to speak
Jesus Christ, Detroit doesn’t even have a Mayor, people are creating anarchy and Kentucky people are acting like freaks
So let us give our thoughts and prayers to the family of Michael Brown,
Gone but not forgotten, I’m spittin’ real shit now
To those who were victims of police brutality in Ferguson,
Keep ya head up and police better not murder them
To the every day struggle that goes on in the world,
Recognize it is real not everything is pretty like diamonds and pearls
This is on a serious note guys, I can’t deal with violence like this
If I could just make one wish,
It’d be to make peace within our planet
Loving each other should be a daily habit

What’s on your mind DLP?

[Verse 5:]
This girl and it’s torturing me
‘Cause I’m talkin’ to her, and I feel weird for being so openly
I usually keep to myself so I don’t hurt my health
You can’t be broken hearted if your heart’s on lockdown
But I’mma give this a chance in hopes that I don’t get let down
She’s the only cool kid at school,
All the others are room temperature
Cold as ice or ice cream cold like Gucci’s “Brrr!
I kinda dig you or I’m trying to at least
Fuck that old chick, she had me dyin’ in my sleep
That’s why I never dreamed of her, write no schemes to her,
Our whole time together seems like a blur
I wanna know how you’re doing
At the same time I wanna stick a crowbar into your chest
Rip your heart out, shove it down your mouth and watch you eat your own flesh
But then again that’s gross wouldn’t want to see a whole mess
Best that I stick to writing freely on this neat ol’ desk
Yeah man I’m thinkin’ I have the worst possible luck in the world
Got friend zoned the other day by the same “ice cold” girl
No names need to be mentioned ’cause fuck Twitter for real
That shit has been ruining my life since it originated and it’s so surreal
Like Facebook was tight,
You could poke each other when everything wasn’t right
And 140 characters wasn’t even a limit
You’d have more friends than the average person, that’s triple your double digits
MSN? Yeah, I was wit it
Nudge bitches to see if they nudge back
God us kids were so wack,
Signing off and on just to show our crush we were on track
Your name had to be flashy and dat be
Something you would do with no shame,
‘Cause everybody had the same mentality but we grew up and drove in our own separate lane
That’s why I skrt-skrt every time I come across a wild one
We’ll talk for a minute then next thing you know in a while, it’s done!
What the fuck is this shit, I’m serious, this is such a wack society
They say everyone has a soul mate but they must’ve lied to me
Nobody gets who I am or what I do
Some girls are just selfish or can’t take a risk; just jump without a parachute
Or wear a pair of shoes with no laces
Just face this, you’re one of a kind with natural beauty, no need for a facelift
I kinda get where Kanye was going when he said he needed a spaceship
“and fly, past the sky”
‘Cause either Toronto needs a new breed of women,
Or I need a new place to live in
Everyone here is old, no I’m the Fresh Prince and these girls just Aunt Viv
-And, while you going out to raves,
Hear me sing “It’s Not Unusual” while I do the Carlton Dance on your graves
You can go to school all your life but there won’t be a Masters in your Will
Ask Ashley, she’ll ash out a Jeffrey (Geoffrey) now honour that Uncle Phil
What else is there to kill besides great actors?
A side chick maybe, or your girl, the one you should look after
But you know how it goes down
“These hoes ain’t loyal” yeah now I’m quoting Chris Brown
Just beat it, I’m not riri just feelin’ a lil’ bit of a thriller
You can call me the Doc like Michael Jackson’s dealer
It’s a cold world we need a blanket
I should recruit a team of peacemakers and call it a banquet
Ask me one more time ye, I challenge you baby
What’s on my mind? Well since you asked, death maybe.

To be continued…