My Mind Spray - Jeru The Damaja

My Mind Spray - Jeru The Damaja

Альбом
The Sun Rises In The East
Год
1994
Язык
`Angļu`
Длительность
225160

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My Mind Spray

Jeru The Damaja

I annihilate, as I articulate

Words of power, your rhymes are unconfounding so death’s your fate

Ostentatious genius, of rappin

Is mentally clappin to take hip-hop back, thats what’s happenin

Proficiency and ingenuity

Plus more styles, than a Shaolin mon-es-tary

In poetry my formula’s deadly

Bring your hypest man in your army, another casual-ty

Slow like demise, I crept on those that slept

Droppin' my rhyme science like I’m Imhotep

Application of mind over matter

Made fools scatter, rhymes fatter, minds splatter

Your girl bend over and over and over

Emcees try to touch the Damaja but you just can’t win

Excellent with the word play, you lay

Face down, when my, mind spray

Thunder on your Dome with no help from Mad Max

Lyrics like hype tattooes go over the dope tracks

We booby-traps, all our inventions

We know the intentions of MC kleptomaniacs

Rap brainiacs have cardiacs, soon after the attack

When it comes to rhymin', I slam harder than Shaq

Accomplish the bio-feedback, more complex than an almanac

Keep you up, like an aphrodisiac

Idealist, not an opportunist

Don’t molest, no shorty still in all, I’m dangerous

Mentally you can’t talk to me, hear me, or see me

You’re not equipped

From, street blocks to cell blocks, my vo-cals rock

Do more work than a crackhead, with a toolbox

Jeru nerve touch-er, mic-ra-phone wrecker

If your honey’s a Queen, I’ll sex her

More important the mind strikes, like the nine strikes

A priest by May, you reach for your uz-ay, when my mind spray

J-E, Rrrah-U it’s a horror to you

Lyrical kung-fu so do your kung-fu if you know kung-fu

Dirty, down low profile

Shoot up jams without the aid of lead projectiles

Style’s ridiculous, techniques infamous

Take more heads than Santa Claus at Christmas

Science misfits, meet the wrath of my wit

Immediately following, they go into a conniption fit

Reach into my bag of darkness and spark this like an arsonist

Blow it up like a terrorist

I’m not a sexist don’t have the power to be a racist

I’m a scientist, and an activist

Complex yet simple like Mixelplix

Unlike the silly devil, I don’t come with tricks

So out there to all you MC’s return to the righteous way

Or meet death face to face when my, mind spray

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