Presha Jeru the Damaja

Intro: This goes out to all my young brothers and sisters Hold ya head, things ain't always what they seem I'm about to give you a dose of reality Real deal {Jeru The Damaja} Nowaways, records

Presha 2 Chainz, Lil Wayne

pressure Need some pressure (Pressure) This shit pressure (Pressure) This shit pressure (Pressure) Two BBL, you know she extra (Know she extra) Got that stank walk, but clean as a whistle (Whistle) In the

Black Cowboys Jeru the Damaja

like the gutter after the rainstorm My mission to seek, build or destroy Like Deadwood Dick, I be the Black Cowboy And this is the showdown...

The Frustrated Nigga Jeru the Damaja

Out of the fog into the smog, he walks in he's ready for victory He walks again by night, ruthlessly meeting wit the unknown It's the educated field nigga, trained in guerilla Warfare plus equipped

Blak Luv Jeru the Damaja

(laughter) *scratching* *Down the world is...* {Jeru The Damaja} This is to my brothers and sisters in the ghetto Avoid jail legend, fingerprints on full metal Jackets like design, so that you

Jungle Music Jeru the Damaja

It started on the sands of land of the mother Word to mother, king like my father My style survived slave ships, whips, and chains, hardships Still through all this the praise roll off my lips Bring

99.9 Pa Cent Jeru the Damaja

pro sex The arrest echoes through your project Met Billie Jean, had safe sex Some MC's get caught up in the vortex Mixing crack with sex, so they sold for fat checks Listen to the words I manifest

Scientifical Madness Jeru the Damaja

(Chorus) Scientifical Madness Scientifical Madness My status is the baddest (Repeat Again) (Verse 1) There's a hole in the ozone layer I'm rippin vampires You think I give a fuck Who's the

Great Solar Stance Jeru the Damaja

What niggas deal, they last 24 I did in the first Before the doctor cleaned off the afterbirth I kicked a verse, smoked a blunt, shooked the Earth Smacked the physician, and fucked the nurse The

Verbal Battle Jeru the Damaja

Intro: Jeru The Damaja In the time when hip hop was strong The Supahuman Klik ruled the land Bringin that futuristic hip hop, presently in time The first lieutenant in arms of the Supahuman Klik

Come Clean Jeru the Damaja

The results you're a gang stuffed in a car trunk You couldn't come to the jungles of the East poppin that game You won't survive get live catchin wreck is our thing I don't gang bang or shoot out bang

Revenge of the Prophet (part 5) Jeru the Damaja

One of the fiercest, is this nigga named Tricknology the last time we met, he got the drop on me shit happens so fast he even got some of my family blasted my way up out the building when I catch

Me Not The Paper Jeru the Damaja

I gets the paper") Microphone thugs flip keys and shit Remember the 80's when niggas was acting crazy?

Tha Bullshit Jeru the Damaja

Ladies and gentlemen Children of all ages It's me, Jeru the Damaja And I'm here to present to you today The bullshit Yes, this is the bullshit, the extreme bullshit The absolute bullshit This

East New York Stamp Jeru tha Damaja

[Jeru] Samurai linguist, others suck like ?conalingist?

Renegade Slave Jeru the Damaja

Too escape the Devil's jaws & prepare for the final wars So when we strike, it's multiple wounds like boss mind thoughts To breakin these laws, I'm thinkin because I tap jaws Burn down broncos and

Me, Not the Paper Jeru the Damaja

but got saved by the rhyme Peace to all my niggas doing time on top of time Plus the ones gunned down in their prime I made it this far because of divine design Diamond chains the sun still outshines

Bitchez Wit Dikz Jeru the Damaja

Intro: Jeru The Damaja Yes yes Check it out right here now, knowhatimean?

D. Original Jeru the Damaja

Verse One: Dirty rotten scoundrel, that's what I'm called, on the street Could connive and cheat but rarely get beat Ya see I'm streetwise, a con-game pro Kickin the Bobby bullshit, too smart for

Invasion Jeru the Damaja

state, is the black man's fate, in the ground or locked down upstate, when I was young I used to shoot for the stars but got shot down by demons in patrol cars Stars good cop, bad cop, stick up the

Da Bichez Jeru the Damaja

[REFRAIN:] I'm not talking about the queens But <what?> the bitches Not the sisters <what?> the bitches Not the young ladies <what?

Me or the Papes Jeru the Damaja

Party people, in the place to be From the same man, who brought you Da Bichez (Da Bichez, Da Bichez, Da Bichez) We were misunderstood, last time we brought you Ba Bichez (Da Bichez Da Bichez) Now

Physical Stamina Jeru the Damaja

Afu: Yo 'Ru Jeru: Yo whassup? Afu: Yo, c'mere, c'mere.

Statik Jeru the Damaja

up in my cipher is gambilin freestylin me g, I be buckwilin you cant even challenge a nigga in my position technician, renditions more freaky than Rick James fly like airplanes thru all it remain the

One Day Jeru the Damaja

nobody speaks up So I go to the door there's a note it says: "We have Hip-Hop hostage with guns to his throat, Do the right thing and we might let him go, But if you call the police, that's all she

Mental Stamina Jeru the Damaja

Yo yo, c'mere c'mere Yo let's freak that rhyme we was freakin the other night (Yo I'm wit it yo just set it off) I'm sayin though, after this, it's no turnin back 'Fu (Aiyyo just set it off man)

Too Perverted Jeru the Damaja

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

What a Day Jeru the Damaja

Woke up this morning had a spliff for breakfast Slept good cuz the toast wasn't under the matress Hop up in the shower, give my honie a kiss I'm thinkin, I wish, everyday start like this Turn on

Whatever Jeru the Damaja

(For reals) Be tryin' to like...they infiltrated the camp, and now they, they wanna take the style and claim it for they owns, ya know? (That's how you feel?)

Seinfeld Jeru the Damaja

car and how live you and your mens is Knowin who your friends is, millionaire dollar shoppin benjeses Ya money how much them timbs is In my roll, fuckin shit raw, gettin driz-niz Me and ya dip, in the

Brooklyn Took It Jeru the Damaja

(Ah check it out...check it out yo) (Repeat 4x) Here's the remedy, for all your cornball raps Brooklyn's back on the map, I'm not bragging Defeating all foes, bring your styles I stomp out the

My Mind Spray Jeru the Damaja

Damaja but you just can't win Excellent with the word play, you lay Face down, when my, mind spray *Premier does his thing again like only Primo can* Thunder on your Dome with no help from Mad

Ya Playin Yaself Jeru the Damaja

Intro: Jeru Yo, are you a pimp, a hustler? No I'm not. Are you a man, and can you stand alone like a man has to sometimes? Yes I can.

Average Nigga Jeru the Damaja

With that I pulls out my pack of hats She looks me dead in the eye and says "What's that?"

Billie Jean Jeru the Damaja

Yo Yo Yo I'm bout to tell you about the time I ran into Billie Jean Shorty that Michael Jackson sung about on his joint Yo she was a crazy freak She use to be buggin out and all that yaknamean I'm

Friends Jeru the Damaja

Verse 1 [jeru]: Friends is a word that I use loosely Because you never know who these people may be Some you just miss them, you know from way back When you used to dig brock and snatch chains and

Anotha Victim Jeru the Damaja

{Miz Marvel} It's the sinister sister, leave mics so hot make hands blister Try to catch me but all you heard was "Damn you just missed her" Daily means and whereabouts, more secret than a whisper

Unda Presha Big Daddy Kane

Somebody get the God Kane, I know he'll back you up Kick a rhyme spectacular, I think the Nigga think he Blackula I seen somebody trying to get him with sunlight Somehow it wasn't done right, then

El presidente DJ Honda f/ Jeru the Damaja

Artist: DJ Honda f/ Jeru the Damaja Album: 2000 Song: El Presidente [Intro] (scratching) It's the old sama Of the commie sama With the Ichiban DJ King of the Iron Fist We nasty at this

More Levels DJ Premier, Bumpy Knuckles

still keep the mic hot ha ha Couple hip hop Butterbeans Big sluggers move with me it's a gutter team I love women who love hardcore who know the boom from the bap OG's could still fill a room when he

I'm The Man Gang Starr

better know i paid my dues and shit I'm bout to blow the fuck up because I refuse to quit I'm out to get the props that are rightfullly mine yeah me and the crew think its about that time but on the DL

Now's The Time Charlie Parker

Why don't you come over 'bout a quarter to nine Bring all of your fam'ly and I will bring mine If I should bring my brothers and you bring the others Then I can sing a song like Jeru just for you Just

Le Piano De Mauvaise Vie Claude Nougaro

Why don't you come over 'bout a quarter to nine Bring all of your fam'ly and I will bring mine If I should bring my brothers and you bring the others Then I can sing a song like Jeru just for you Just

Rhymin' Wit Kel Keith Murray

(x2) Kel Vicious: I'm stanking strong 23 years old now With the big bang boogie and the big pow pow (Ay yo you Kel) Not much just keepin' it tight With the Philly Blunt King gettin' high as a kite I got

Flexi With Da Tech(nique) The Artifacts

I'm hungry like the Bundy's ("Al!!")

Flexi With Da Tech(nique) Tame One

I'm hungry like the Bundy's ("Al!!")

Ruff Enuff Akrobatik

-> Jeru the Damaja [Afu-Ra] Yo, yo, yo I know you heard of Afu, tryin to get witchu Knowledge be the foundation, eff the gun fool One of the best to blaze the spirits who lyrical Spit it so

Speak Ya Clout Gang Starr

Verse One: Jeru the Damaja Last year record companies were chumpin me But now like chicks they all be up on me and me so horny, I hit em like a groupie Snatch off my hat wash my dick and keep it

Suntoucher Groove Armada

Rhymes rip through your skull like icebergs through the hull Survive the impact, and arctic cold freezes your soul.

Get With Da Wickedness ( The Lady Of Rage

From the end to the intro meaning the beginning, so I got the microphone one-two one-two here I go again Ready, to do damage, but just a little bit, slower To let you know Rage is that lyrical flow