Jeru The Damaja

Jeru The Damaja - Too Perverted lyrics

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Ain't nothin worse than a wack mc

Unfortunately that's all that surrounds me

So I come to crush the un - stable structure

It's the return of the dopest Brooklyn motherfucker

To ever, ignite the mic, get it right

Mad respect, pimps grap your hoes

Punks grab your checks

What's next, pure nonsense and the style ya flex

And your so bloody pussy, you need a co-tex

Latex cause they're drippin vaginal juices

So many so called gangsta niggas and their booty producers

Now watch the act that's vanishin

Gold and platinum, but who gets the publishin

Not to rub it in, drop it in your box, now your dubbin

My company fucked up my projects momentum

But I'm still winnin

Cause I'm a winner

Came to the table with snakes they had snakes on they're plates

Plus niggas on they're plates, they put figures on my plate

I took the loot unscathed

Cause I couldn't dine wit em

See 17, age 19 (?)

On a podium, at this time you are rewindin

And like solar and lunar, you're clockin

It's to perverted



It's too perverted, you heard it



So deep, that it becomes fossilized

Too many times I find my style between mcs inside

(?), but they swallow their tongues like seisures

I pierce flesh and strike nerves like acupuncture

Or acupressure, feel the wrath of my mathematics

Kinetics, you need a local anesthetic

Cause your system has acquired an imune deficiency

Overwhelmed by my telepathy, no sympathy

Cursed (?) but graceful like caligraphy

And  (?) like (?) was not to mc

Life givin, yet I'm still deadly

And before you step to me

Remember it's too perverted



It's too perverted

It's too perverted, you heard it

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Master rhymin so I'm steadily climbin

I rip through mics like when my dick strikes the hymen

Total controller, some claim to be bolder

But they rotate around the lunar

I keep it solar, polar

Who vibrates and radiates

Thunder, lightning, earthquakes from north to south

East to west test the best get sprayed

Drop jewels, burn papes, till my ride escapes

Akward flow to some it's even unorthox

Bone crushin, life threatnin like the jaws of a crocodile

Your hunny wishes to stay a while

And I told her she could stay

Am I foul or just to perverted
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