Kanye West

E= DLP #3: 27) “Bound 2”

Bound to fall in love
Bound to fall in love (Uh-huh, honey)

[Bridge 1: Johnny Blaze]
All them other boys’ lame, and you know it now
When you meet a real man he’ll never let you down,

   These are words said to an old elementary school acquaintance. We reconnected when she broke up with her boyfriend after three years of being together. This is me giving her some words of encouragement.

Bound to fall in love
Bound to fall in love (Uh-huh, honey)

[Verse 1: Johnny Blaze]
What you doin’ at school? Working on the year book?
A tough task indeed, no need to feel shook
You living happy but still feeling stressed out,
Fuck the dude that hurt you, he’s the one that’s missing out!

   Typical small talk. “What you doin’?” “Working?” This girl’s feeling stressed, trying to wrap up her yearbook project for school, all while trying to move forward from her break up. She’s tough.

I know you’ve been dating him for years now
Three years seems longer than Drake’s eyebrow

Drake's eyebrows


Left the guy now he’s gotta reroute
Bite the tongue; no bad words from thee mouth

   She left him and I have nothing bad to say about the dude and even if I did, I would “Bite the tongue” and keep my mouth shut, for argument’s sake.

A home doesn’t need to be a nice house

   Yeah, it really doesn’t man.

I need a vacation, somewhere far, maybe south

How you gon’ tell me why my life’s bad?
Fuck you I never needed you in my life Dad!

   I can’t remember why I was so upset with him. He’s the hardest working man I know and I owe him my life. Sorry Papa.

Uh, this that bomb shit
This that “Why you smoking, thought you were done?” shit
This that clean your pipe once you smoked a bowl shit

Got a new friend, frig off to the old bitch

   I was appreciative that I had made a new friend with this ol’ elementary acquaintance. This was also a dig to RAGE for abandoning me.

[Bridge 2: Charlie Wilson & Johnny Blaze:]

[Charlie Wilson:]
I know, you’re tired, of loving, of loving,
With nobody to love, nobody, nobody (Uh-huh, honey)

[Johnny Blaze:]
Close your eyes and let the song keep you peaceful,
One good friend is worth a thousand people

   This is one of my most thought out lines written. It paints a picture for everyone and also ignites a provoking idea: 1 > 1000

Bound to fall in love
Bound to fall in love (Uh-huh, honey)

[Verse 2: Johnny Blaze]
I wanna be there for you no matter what
Whenever you’re feeling down, I’ll bring you up

   Look, it’s no secret. People who read my blog should know by now, I’m fuckin’ sensitive; facts. When I build bonds with other humans, I become more sensitive; more caring. It’s a gift; it’s a curse.

I think that you’re so damn cool,
I mean damn we went to ele, elementary school

Hey, you remember where we first met?
I thought, you were emo don’t get upset
But hey, your nails I couldn’t forget
‘Cause you scratched me but you weren’t a threat

   We first met at recess in elementary school. She was new to the school at the time and kids were talking about the new “emo girl.” I’m not sure how it happened, but I remember being chased by her one time during recess and she’s hella quick cousin. Girl caught up to me and sunk her nails into my back, like a back rake move in pro-wrestling.

And I know, you never liked ______ yet,
That girl, is someone who just jet

   “______” refers to my first love from Power Trip.

But hey, not all relationships are perfect

And hey yo, we made it through a break up
So hey, maybe we shouldn’t think much
We doin’ good, we came clutch

   Back to having a conversation with this new friend. It’s me saying to her look, you ended a relationship, my relationship ended, yet somehow, we found each other and now we got each other’s backs–or at least, I had hers..

I’ll ask you what you want in life
Have you ever thought about being a loving wife?
Maybe, I’ll be a good husband one day,
But first, the woman in my life has to stay

   Now I’m getting serious with her; asking her what does she truly want out of this life, thinking about the future, and if she sees herself married. Then I flip it, and wonder if I’ll get married and if I’ll be good enough for someone to settle down with, which is why I say, “But first, the woman in my life has to stay.” There’s always doubt; anything can change in an instant.

After, everything is said and done,
I can honestly say you’re the realest out of everyone

   I’ll admit, this is quite the clingy line; I tend to jump to conclusions. Assuming that because I had her back, she had mine, which was naive and yet I went on and said “you’re the realest,” but anyone can be the realest. They just have to be honest with themselves and with others.

[Bridge 2: Charlie Wilson & Johnny Blaze:]
And I know, you’re tired, of loving, of loving
With nobody to love, nobody, nobody
So just grab, somebody, no leaving this party
With nobody to love, nobody, nobody (Uh-huh, honey)

[Johnny Blaze:]
Johnny Blaze on the mic, have a goodnight,
Johnny Blaze on the mic, have a goodnight,

Bound to fall in love
Bound to fall in love (Uh-huh, honey)

   Despite our hard times getting over our individual break ups, the hook feels like it’s the one now giving us, the words of encouragement. Her and I are, “bound to fall in love” again, though it may not be with each other, we will fall in love with other people but there’s no cheat code to figure out if the love we get, is the love we deserve…


Word to Mr. Anderson



Look At Lil Chano From 79th: #Chance3

Three is the magic number for Mr. Chancelor Bennett a.k.a. Chi-Town’s very own, Chance The Rapper. Chano has had quite the year so far: not only did he make a Saturday Night Live appearance with Kanye West, but he got to perform with Kanye, side-by-side; someone who he’s idolized since The College Dropout era. Chano also spent majority of this year so far working with Kanye on his now infamous album, The Life of Pablo. Chance co-wrote Father Stretch My Hands Pt. 1, Famous, Feedback, and Waves; a song that only made the album because Chance really wanted it to be on it. (Thank you Chance!) As mentioned on my previous post (see the post here!!!Chance spit some of the most memorable bars on Ultralight Beam; the first track off TLOP:

I made Sunday Candy, I’m never going to hell
I met Kanye West, I’m never going to fail
You said ‘Let’s do A Good Ass Job with Chance three,’
I heard you gotta sell it to snatch the Grammy
Let’s make it so free and the bar so hard
That a day one, gosh darn, part you can’t tweet”

Since Chance The Rapper confirmed via his Twitter, that his third project will be entitled Chance 3, fans can expect it to be a mixtape because of the similarity the artwork has to his previous work Acid Rap, which was released in 2013. For those of you who’ve been living under the sun, here is the artwork for that particular mixtape:


Now if you’ve paid any attention whatsoever, you can identify that the Chance 3 artwork is comparable to the Acid Rap mixtape cover based off the background of the skies and the way Chance is perceived as drawn out of pastels or of something of that creative nature. Another interesting thing to point out is that Chance is actually wearing the same long sleeve shirt that he wore when he performed on SNL with Kanye West, The-Dream, Kelly Price and Kirk Franklin on the Chance 3 artwork. I guess he must really dig that outfit.

Any who, here’s The EinsteinOfRap’s Top 3 Things To Expect On Chance 3 which at this point, could be released any day, out of the blue so to speak.

#1. Kanye West

I think it’s safe to say since Kanye received help from Chano for a good portion of The Life of Pablo, it’s only fair that ‘Ye returns the favour. Besides, Chance has a lot to live up to with the success of being apart of Donnie Trumpet and The Social Experiment‘s SURF and lets not forget about that random yet entertaining collaborative mixtape Chance did with Lil B The Based God. Needless to say, I can definitely see Kanye producing or lending some vocals for a verse or a hook or a combination of the three. Maybe Kanye will reform the Ultralight Beam team because how cool would a Ultralight Beam II sound? Maybe start that song for Chance 3, have Kirk Franklin speak and have Kanye end the song instead. These are just ideas though, don’t take my word too literally!

#2. Donnie Trumpet & The Social Experiment

It’s obvious that Chance The Rapper, Donnie Trumpet and The Social Experiment are in sync. You can’t really mention one without the others, and they have made some incredible works together. Some of my favourites in the past are Long Time II, Sunday Candy, Coast Is Clear and Warm Enough to name a few. It would not be a surprise to me if you hear Nico Segal a.k.a. Donnie Trumpet, toot away on his instrument when Chance 3 finally drops, and supporting Donnie, The Social Experiment. What would be a surprise however, is if Chicago native Vic Mensa is featured some how on Chance 3. Vic and Chance are indeed good friends and are apart of the SAVEMONEY collective, plus, we haven’t heard from Vic since No Chill dropped with Skrillex.

#3. Taylor Bennett

Many of Chance The Rapper’s fans don’t know that Lil Chano from 79th has a younger brother named Taylor Bennett. In fact, Taylor is an artist himself, following in the footsteps of older brother Chance. Just last year, Taylor released his debut album for FREE, entitled Broad Shoulders. For the first time in Taylor’s hip-hop career, he collaborated with Chance on the last song off his debut album, a track which is also called, Broad Shoulders. The song is reminiscent of the vibe fans felt from track number five Brain Cells off Chance’s first mixtape, #10Day. Here’s Broad Shoulders:

Again, since Chance was featured on Taylor’s album, I think it would only be fair to have Taylor spit some bars on Chance 3. It will introduce Chance fans to a new artist and it will help Taylor get more recognition as an artist, since he too is on the rise.

I hope Chance 3 drops soon, maybe some of my predictions will come true (really hoping for a Ultralight Beam II as an intro) and whether Chance 3 is free or not, I will definitely be getting my hands on it one way or another. Speaking of getting your hands on things, you can visit chanceraps.com right now and purchase some limited edition posters. Until then, stay zen and prosper as always!

The Life Of Pablo: Is This One Of The Greatest Albums Of All-Time?

The Life Of Pablo: Is This One Of The Greatest Albums Of All-Time?
By: David Lazo-Pineda

Wowowowowowow! Holy fuck! So, first off, this is just a sample of what his album features as Kanye West’s seventh solo studio album The Life of Pablo has yet to be released to the public. However, this is basically a first-listen run-through of the version played live at Madison Square Garden during his Yeezy Season 3 Fashion Show. You can find pictures from that event on his Twitter page.

Warning: There will be spoilers. I am going to share how my listening experience was. Because lets face it, if you’re a Kanye West fan, you were like “WHERE’S THE ALBUM KANYE?!” since Yeezus dropped in ’13.

Track Número Uno: Ultra Light Beams

Who’s on the opening song off this album? Full of surprises. Last chance, you can still not read this. Ready? There’s a lot of gospel. Church choir type of singing, from Kelly Price, then a melody from The-Dream, who doesn’t get enough credit as an artist but we’ll leave it at that. Oh man, then, Chance The Rapper spits. The part that made me at awe is as follows:

“My daughter look just like Sia, you can’t see her
You can feel the lyrics and spirit coming in braille
Timing of the underground, come and follow the trail
I made Sunday Candy, I’m never going to hell
I met Kanye West, I’m never going to fail
You said ‘Let’s do A Good Ass Job with Chance three,’
I heard you gotta sell it to snatch the Grammy
Let’s make it so free and the bar so hard
That a day one, gosh darn, part you can’t tweet”



Yup. Lets reflect on that. Chance confesses that Kanye once asked him if he wanted to make “A Good As Job” for “Chance Three.” A Good Ass Job was the album title for Kanye’s fifth solo effort in order to conclude his College, registering-late, graduating, then-getting–well, a good ass job theme. His fifth album ended up being My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy and since then, talks about that concept ended. That is, until now. Now, we know following the success from 10 Day and Acid Rap, Chance The Rapper’s third mixtape–or quite possibly, his debut album, could be called A Good As Job which would make things come full-circle; Kanye West being a Chicago-native idol of Mr. Bennett ever since he was a teen and his fans know that by listening to his music. I truly hope A Good Ass Job is the title for Chance’s third solo project and if it does end up being his debut album, lets all buy it, support it and help him win a GRAMMY because it’s Chance’s time to shine. Kanye blessed him anyway, even if you disagree. Moving on!

 Track Número Dos: Father Stretch My Hands, Pt. 1 & Pt. 2

Metro Boomin produced the first part of Father Stretch My Hands. Kid Cudi offers some necessary vocals:


Everythang still G.O.O.D.

Future says one line–yes, Future. Lean-sippin’ Future but he and Metro Boomin are close and that makes Kanye West and ’em tight. Second part includes G.O.O.D. Music’s newest signee as announced via President Pusha T’s Twitter. Desiigner is a Brooklyn, NY artist and Kanye has used his talent wisely on this live version of the album.

 Track Número Tres: Freestyle 4

When you listen to this beat, you’re gonna understand why it’s titled “Freestyle” simply because the beat is composed to be rapped on by any talented emcee really. Kanye drops the beat near the end and proclaims he is the Ghetto Oprah. It’s funny, trust me.

Track Número Cuatro: Famous

We get to hear Rihanna, who is just accepting the fact ANTI is her most successful album to date. Then we hear the same drums introduced on Real Friends ft.Ty Dolla $ign, followed by some Woo’s and ad-libs by legendary Hip-Hop producer Swizz Beatz. The first couple bars, Kanye reignites the flame on his situation with Taylor Swift in the past by rapping:

“For all my Southside niggas that know me best
I feel like me and Taylor might still have sex
Why? I made that bitch famous
(Swizz Beatz: God damn)
I made that bitch famous
For all the girls that got dick from Kanye West
If you see ’em in the streets give ’em Kanye’s bests
Why? They mad they ain’t famous
(Swizz Beatz: God damn)
They mad they’re still nameless



Ah, what sweet, sweet bars. At one point, the coolest shit happens. Kanye & Swizz go head-to-head. Kanye plays with his 808 drum machine while Swizz acts as a hype man and it works to a delightful degree.

Track Número Cinco: High Lights

High Lights gives off the vibe similar to songs like Say You Will, Love Lockdown and Bad News off Kanye’s fourth solo album 808’s & Heartbreak. Young Thug and The-Dream are on this one and it’s so dope. You can never go wrong with Kanye West behind the production and he raps like passionate Kanye which is the type of shit people feel, “They don’t even need to intellectualize it, life is a feeling process” word to Big Sean’s father.

Track Número Seis: Feed Back

I’ve only listened to the second verse of Feed Back and it’s where Kanye raps from the perspective of a fan; kinda like Eminem’s Stan but with satire. Here’s an excerpt:

“See I invented Kanye, there wasn’t any Kanyes
And now I look and look around and there’s so many Kanye’s
I used to love Kanye
I even had the pink polo, I thought I was Kanye
What if Kanye made a song about Kanye
Called I Miss The Old Kanye



Track Número Siete: Fade

Expect similar drums and strings from No Church In The Wild off the Watch The Throne collaborative album with Jay Z, on this track. Kanye puts his sampling to G.O.O.D. use. Ty Dolla $ign and Post Malone (the guy who made White Iverson) are heard on this one, not a fan of Post Malone but Ty Dolla $ign is definitely a talented singer.

Track Número Ocho: FML

There’s this really soft and slow instrument playing, Kanye does somewhat like a Spoken Word poem and then outta nowhere, The Weeknd’s voice is heard on the hook. Yup. I guess it makes sense because The Weeknd is a Pop-star ever since Beauty Behind The Madness debuted in 2015. Nonetheless, this collab is decent, this is the hook The Weeknd sings:

“Wish I would go ahead and fuck my life up!
Can’t let them get to me,
And even though I always fuck my life up!
Only I can mention me”

Track Número Nueve: Real Friends

We’ve heard this one already. The drums are tight. The beat itself expresses how simplicity can still be a masterpiece. There’s no doubt in my mind that anyone who listens to this track will enjoy it, mainly because we can all relate to it. Once again, Ty Dolla $ign does what he does best and Kanye usually brings out the best in people; maybe that means Kanye truly is one of the BEST. Hmm…

THE FINALE, Track Número Diez: Wolves

We finally get Wolves although it appears on the Live @ MSG version, Vic Mensa’s verse didn’t make it as well as Sia’s verse as heard on their SNL performance last year:

Frank Ocean comes out of the cave he’s been hiding in and sings to close out The Life Of Pablo which is fitting since he opened Watch The Throne with No Church In The Wild; Frankie’s first collab with Kanye:

“The rings all ring out
Burn out, cave in
Blackened to dark out
I’m mixed now, fleshed out
There’s light with no heat
We cooled out, it’s cool out
Life is precious
We found out, we found out
We found out”

Verdict? Judging by this first-listen, I can tell you that it is possible that The Life Of Pablo could be one of the greatest albums of all-time. I can see why Kanye believes it. There’s layers-on-layers-on-layers of content and this is just me scratching the surface. I hope that this album will be in stores soon because I am anxious to own it and I can’t wait to hear the full-studio version of TLOP. Now I go to sleep.


You know why I’m here

92) “New Slaves (Freestyle)”

92) New Slaves (Freestyle)
By: Johnny Blaze ft.Kanye West & Frank Ocean

[Verse 1: Johnny Blaze]
I’m a slave to the kicks I’m in,
Convinced that the comfort of these Converse make me win
No such thing, I walk to the rhythm of a drum,
Mind in the stars,
Body in limbo; going round and round like a bun
You see there’s a major identity issue in the place I’m from
That means that some people are stupid and put up a front
What’s ya life like boy?
Buying gold Michael Kors?
Stussy and snaps?
All you douches, look so fuckin’ wack
Used to always look “Fresh!”
Now my whole closet’s a mess
Spendin’ time in class,
When I should be making cash,
Guess I’m a, new Dave

[Bridge: Johnny Blaze] (x2)
You see there’s liars and there’s cheaters,
But I rather be honest than be a schemer
You see I’m classic and they be slapstick
Thinking what goes around doesn’t come around is just manic

[Verse 2: Johnny Blaze]
What’s my prophecy?
To look

[Sample: So Fresh, So Clean by OutKast]

“So fresh and so clean (clean)
That don’t mean much to me,
And I don’t want to seem,
Like a narcissist but believe,
Me when I say You are what you wear,
So I’ll just rock hoodies and Dickies ’cause I really don’t care,
About my style but look,
You can stare but don’t jook,
My style ’cause even though I’m not stylishly,
An icon, doesn’t mean you should copy me
Just paste your mind to the rhythm ever so effortlessly
And recognize my skin tone doesn’t mean I’m not part of slavery
We slaves to the jewelry,
Brands, school and the governmental industries
I know that education is free,
I rather be making music at ease
Y’all be selling your souls for stacks,
I be on that “Stay Zen & Prosper” track
Throw some keef into my Ashley then light a match,
Burn my worries into stone, promise I won’t even feel a scratch!
I’m a slave to this dankery!
I’m a slave to weed!
I’m a slave to weed!
I should pack another bowl, rip(r.i.p.) to the lost ones holmes!
I mean the ones that are done,
I mean I’m suppose to be King,
But people address me as God’s son
See my identity is in question,
Am I really a human or am I slave to the world’s worst blessing?
Meanwhile the c-o-p’s,
Keep killing screaming teens,
Black, hispanic, and other ethnicities
They try to control us with rage,
Then we become the new slaves
So let me get this straight,
Got enough heart, so let me explain
How can we break from this institution,
If it’s designed to screw us?
Fuck the higher-power authorities,
I’ll kidnap your daughter and fuck her sorority
‘Cause girls are slaves to the d-i-c, -k,
And they love to say,
Stupid shit like “All guys are the same”
Who told you try them all?
Who told you to drink ethanol?
Get your mind fixated,
We are all slaves, soon to be blazed man..

[Outro: Kanye West & Frank Ocean]
I won’t end this high, not this time again
So long, so long, so long, you cannot survive
And I’m not dyin’, and I can’t lose
I can’t lose, no, I can’t lose
‘Cause I can’t leave it to youuuuuu-ouuuuu-ouuuuu-ouuu, ouu
So let’s get too high, get too high again

[Frank Ocean:]
Too high again, too high

[Johnny Blaze:]
I am the sun but too tired to shine,
Slept in the deep, green sombre that I call mine,
Light earth with fire and let it blow with the wind,
Watch as it evaporates into air; smoke away your sins…

89) “Paradise is a Blessing; Staying Zen ‘Cause It’s All Your Fault”

89) Paradise is a Blessing; Staying Zen ‘Cause It’s All Your Fault
By: Johnny Blaze ft.Kanye West & Travi$ Scott

[Hook: Johnny Blaze]
I always wanted to rap on this,
I always wanted to scrap this shit
I always wanna get wavy with chicks,
I’m the captain of this ship
I always needed motivation
I always needed separation
I always need a vacation like,
I always needed paradise

[Bridge 1: Johnny Blaze]
I just want to escape real quick
Even though I smoke hit after hit,
The euphoria’s only the half of it
Electric relaxation on the beach is bliss

[Verse 1: Johnny Blaze] (Paradise Freestyle)
Walk into my house with a quarter O,
Half of me wants to smoke,
The other half doesn’t know
If I blow up, will I really accept the globe?
Or would I go toe-to-toe-to-toe-to-toe with “The Man” who tries to put on a show-for-show, and for sho’ people would say “Woah!”
I speak from my brain,
I write from my heart
I see the loose change,
Then I remember who I was from the start
Feelings were mutual
The decisions I made were crucial,
I fell from the top, I dust myself off,
I’m coming for the ti-tle,
Number one con-tender, like Shawn Michaels
So sweet your chin will feel the music
Like Triple H with no hair, you lose kid
This the game, and how you play it,
It’s all about control and if you can take it,
It’s all about,
-Hol’ up, had to clean my mouth
Silence the writer?
Never that, I silenced you from going south
And where’s my thank you?
If you was my child, I would spank you
Disrespecting my craft, I live for this!
You nothin’ but a girl getting tailored,
So I’ll Kanye you real swift
Seeing chicks that are too fuckin’ young, make me sick
So I gotta,

[Bridge 2: Johnny Blaze] (x4)
Blaze it man, blaze it man, blaze it man

[Hook: Johnny Blaze]
I always wanted to rap on this,
I always wanted to scrap this shit
I always wanna get wavy with chicks,
I’m the captain of this ship
I always needed motivation
I always needed separation
I always need a vacation like,
I always needed paradise

[Interlude: Johnny Blaze]
Johnny Blaze bitch!

[Bridge 3: Johnny Blaze]
*Lights “Ashley”*
Don’t you stress,
Stay zen and you’ll be blessed (x2)

[Verse 2: Johnny Blaze] (Blessings Freestyle)
I receive honours I deserve,
I like girls who are intelligent and know how to twerk,
It must hurt,
To be Clark Kent and yet they only love Superman
I ain’t so super,
They only love you when you’re rich or when you got drive like Foreman in the Vista Cruiser,
That must make me a loser but pay attention:
Viewers discretion’s addressed when
I sesh lend,
Me a nug or two,
If you really wanna sesh with me dude,
Gotta pay your dues,
How many times have I sparked people like I’m Method Man and they’re the Wu?
Don’t act like a douche,
That goes to girls too
When I turned nineteen-years old, I learned they only want you for booze,
Whatever they choose
You get it but do you get it?
Eat the rich like Aerosmith
Get a grip
Let me make this clear though
“You can rap about bitches, just don’t sound like one,”
Word to Sergio
Shout out to Church Chizzle and oh,
We about to hit un comercio
Stay Zen and listen closely vos
Ash couldn’t catch all-them chicks,
So if I ever take a peek at you,
Don’t get all shocked up like Pikachu,
This is the pinché truth

[Hook 2: Johnny Blaze]
I haven’t smoked in a while,
I’m goin’ wild
You know why?
‘Cause Ashley’s lonely and I’m the homie
So I,
Don’t stress,
I Stay Zen
Don’t stress,
I Stay Zen
Straight up,
Don’t stress,
I Stay Zen
Straight up, straight up
Don’t stress,
Just Stay Zen

(Brief pause)

[Interlude 2: Kanye West]
Yeah, and we G.O.O.D
Keep talkin’ about this shit but whatever
We can go back and forth all day

[Hook 3: Kanye West & Travi$ Scott (Ambrosia)]
(How much I feel, I live for your love)
Lit for your love baby, lit for your love
(Live for your love)
Lit for your love baby, lit for your love
(Live for your love)
Lit for your love baby, lit for your love
(Live for your love)
Lit for your love baby (Straight up!)

[Bridge 4: Kanye West]
And you know it’s all your fault
Nobody, nobody, nobody, babe
You know it’s all your fault
Nobody, nobody, nobody, but me

[Hook 3: Kanye West & Travi$ Scott (Ambrosia)]
(How much I feel, I live for your love)
Lit for your love baby, lit for your love
(Live for your love)
Lit for your love baby, lit for your love
(Live for your love)
Lit for your love baby, lit for your love
(Live for your love)
Lit for your love baby (Straight up!)

[Verse 3: Johnny Blaze] (All Your Fault Freestyle)
Girl you done made me the man I am today
Been a good guy for a while,
Swear I’m better than Drake
You used to say I was emotional just like him,
Well to tell the truth,
I can’t fuck with you,
Courtney Love
Or Swim
Fuck boys all around me, can’t smile without being grouchy
Because when people see you happy,
They do spiteful actions, just to get a reaction,
When you see them (CM) Punks drop pipe bombs like Piper Chapman or Rowdy Roddy,
Why do you become softer than sheets of Bounce laundry?
Been about dropping bodies,
Like Macho Man before he goes to the top rope,
So I’m on point like Sharpies
I’m known for being a stoner,
Even my best friends’ girlfriends know that
And they don’t even have a diploma
Not dissin’, just wrapping this record in a white girl like Barbie in a coma
With some force, she can be free,
I ain’t talking about yoga
Always smoking green little things,
Call me Master Yoda
You can be my Skywalker but first you gotta get sky high like MJ; the moonwalker
A legacy that will live on even when you’re gone,
That’s what I aspire to do with this song,
Giving you poetry, articles, music, art
Beats, blues and better bet I got bars
A hundred percent me, every time I drop tracks,
Even though Youtube could stop me, I just fight back
Like the Baltimore protesters did to cops ’cause White America hates blacks!
We raise hands to be arrested so whatchu you know about that?
I was chillin’ in your habi-tat,
Can’t forget the time you grabbed my shaft,
All your fault but it’s all-in-the-past,
Trust again?!
Trust that I won’t until I’m re-lax
Live for your love,
Straight up

[Bridge 5: Travi$ Scott]
Straight up!

[Hook 4: Kanye West & Travi$ Scott (Ambrosia)]
(Live for your love)
Lit for your love baby, lit for your love
(Live for your love)
Lit for your love baby, lit for your love
(Live for your love)
Lit for your love baby, lit for your love
(Live for your love)
Lit for your love baby (Straight up!)

[Outro: Travi$ Scott] (x2)
Straight up!

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…

35) “Runaway”

35) Runaway
By: Johnny Blaze ft.Kanye West

(28 piano keys ringing)

[Kanye West:]
(Look at you [x14])
(Look at you [x8])
(Ladies and gentlemen, la-ladies and gentlemen)

[Hook: Kanye West & Johnny Blaze]

[Johnny Blaze:]
And I always find, yeah, I always find somethin’ wrong,
You been puttin’ up with’ my shit just way too long
I’m so gifted at findin’ what I don’t like the most
So I think it’s time, for us, to have, a toast

[Kanye West:]
Let’s have a toast for the douche bags,
Let’s have a toast for the assholes!
Let’s have a toast for the scumbags,
Every one of them that I know!
Let’s have a toast for the jerkoffs,
That’ll never take work off!
Baby, I got a plan,
Run away fast as you can..

[Verse 1: Johnny Blaze]
She thought I moved on in a week,
She was wrong but she didn’t let me explain!
I don’t know what it is with females,
But all they seem to do is hate!
See I could have me a wifey,
And still be addicted to Mary Jane,
And I just blame the fucking universe,
If you know what-I’m, friggin’-sayin’..

[Hook: Kanye West & Johnny Blaze]

[Johnny Blaze:]
And I always find, yeah, I always find somethin’ wrong,
You been puttin’ up with’ my shit just way too long
I’m so gifted at findin’ what I don’t like the most
So I think it’s time, for us, to have, a toast

[Kanye West:]
Let’s have a toast for the douche bags,
Let’s have a toast for the assholes!
Let’s have a toast for the scumbags,
Every one of them that I know!
Let’s have a toast for the jerkoffs,
That’ll never take work off!
Baby, I got a plan,
Run away fast as you can..

[Bridge: Kanye West & Johnny Blaze]
Run away from me baby, run away
Run away from me baby, (look at you, look at you, look at you) run away
When it starts to get crazy (look at you, look at you, look at you) and run away
Run away as fast as you can
Run away from me baby, run away
Run away from me baby, (look at, look at, look at, look at, look at, look at, look at, look at you, look at you) run away
When it starts to get crazy (look at you, look at you, look at you) why can’t she just, run away
Baby I got a plan, run away as fast as you can!

[Verse 2: Johnny Blaze:]
Twenty nine weeks, seven months and counting,
We’ve been separated, how astounding
I-I-I-I, made you, that’s right, that’s right, I saved you
Now pick your next man, but he won’t be like me boo!
I’ve grown so much since we ma’fuckin’ met,
St. Joes is full of fake hoes, I know that’s inappropriate
Ha! You a hypocrite, cancerous, like a cigarette
You bound to sleep around, iz you seeing bitches yet?
Relationships stress me so I’m glad, I’m single,
You can’t blame me bitch I love to fuckin’ mingle!
Every bitch, every slut, every thottie
Comes with a bad attitude, dude, sorry
That’s why I believe, being alone is so much better,
Plenty of time to find myself and make cheddar
Johnny B-L-A-Z-E,
I’m just confused, over-thinking and through with L-O-V-E

[Verse 3: Kanye West]
Never was much of a romantic,
I could never take the intimacy
And I know I did damage,
‘Cause the look in your eyes is killing me,
I guess you’ve got another advantage
‘Cause you could blame me for everything
And I don’t know how I’m a manage,
If one day you just up and leave..

[Hook: Kanye West & Johnny Blaze]
And I always find, yeah, I always find somethin’ wrong
You been puttin’ up with my shit just way too long
I’m so gifted at findin’ what I don’t like the most
So I think it’s time for us to have a toast

Let’s have a toast for the douchebags,
Let’s have a toast for the assholes,
Let’s have a toast for the scumbags,
Every one of them that I know
Let’s have a toast to the jerkoffs
That’ll never take work off
Baby, I got a plan
Run away fast as you can