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Got Jeru the Damaja in the house
Got my man Sabor on the beat we're about to
represent for the underground
Letting you know how we mass
murder mic some
Bash up boats
About put it down with True Skillz
Letting y'all clowns what time
it is and it goes like this
Into the original, ex- criminal
I used to flippin' analog but now
I'm strictly digital
2003movements are pivotal
Split backs like atoms apply
pressure till mass is critcal
Cast talkin' smacked
I chopped him in two
Get it, got it, spit it,
hot shitted, forget about it
Don't BOLOs, at amateurs and pros,
pass time, converting holes
Put 'em in seizing
chokeholds before it
Slipped my mind shout out to all my bros
You can encount them I tie- rip
Don't know your fingers and toes, MAD!!
Flow it shows like swiftness in combos
Murder MCs by the rules
and props we got those
So days that are we got
robbed no through ocho
I was at the day that I fuck
shit up then they sink oh!
And the things changed but the weather
you can ask arrow
'Queur don't vent lightnings
pulse him and her, you
Know my M.0
If I was cold hearted
I'd have bitches on a strip
Even though I'm not pimpin'
I shoot my game like apimp
I go to war like Scarface
I get around like 2 Pac
Real gangstas don't talk about
Glocks, they bust shots
I got two things for these reeks that's
a truth and along cock
I'm the only rapper that you ever
see in your block,I'm god
Like old Cyrus, the touch of King Midas
If I beat shawty I'm beggin'
just in case she got the virus
Coz you can't trust a big-
butt and a grin
Think you mackin' but if you spent
dawg that's trickin'
I never lick it even if it's finger lickin'
I've got more sold than color
green so pokin'
Grease, fried chicken
You know it's stereo pawn representin'
Brooklyn so dope wifey had to throw me in
We have like Samuel Jackson on
the realer I'm just kiddin'
But when it's come to doin' my thing
you know how I'm livin'
Everybody wanna rock the mic but if you really
wanna be a MC show your True Skillz
Everybody wanna rock the mic but if you really
wanna be a MC show your True Skillz
Everybody wanna rock the mic but if you really
wanna be a MC show your True Skillz
Everybody wanna rock the mic but if you really
wanna be a MC show your True Skillz
Hypnotic the Hip- Hop narcotic
I keep it organic
Other MCs're robotic
Fouls that add pauses display
lack of logic
Nutritions flows get life to the
mic like amniotic
Water cook shit up like a short- order,
origami chef
I touched the mic and choke
it to death
Launching everyday it'll weak like Hugh Hef,
ner
Black super hero like the black panther
Flip you through till' you blue
in the face like big fat liar
Years from now I just
be getting higher
If you put it on your blast ain't no gas
I set that ass on fire
From Brooklyn to East New York
the rocket shows
There is something that I think
you should know
Jeru The Damaja 
