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

Mental Stamina Jeru the Damaja

Pugilistic linguistics, check out the mystics, we're fantistic You mean fantastic Fuck it, you'll get your ass kicked Challenge my verbal gymnastics Vanacrobatics Vocabulary calisthenics Can't understand

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

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

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

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...

Renegade Slave Jeru the Damaja

teach ya whores to fight for the cause The beast roars, I don't drink, I'm takin heads like the moors I keep it, jungle naughty, ya put a razor to yours That's crazy fake like house niggas rockin bikini

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

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

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

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

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?

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.

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

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

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

90년대로부터 Verbal Jint

90\'s 이제야 조금이나마 의미를 알아갈 나이네 the words from the heroes, kicks and snares 위로 나도 그들을 따라 삶을 담아서 rhyme해 the words from the 90\'s 이제야 조금이나마 의미를 알아갈 나이네 the words from the heroes, kicks and snares

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

Verbal Gunfight Jurassic 5

Now what you hear is not a testThis is a verbal gunfight like the wild wild westAnd if you got beef get it off your chest my sonBecause the 2na's gonna show you how the west was won[Akil]We rolled up to

Verbal Intercourse Raekwon

it to em baby Verse One: Nas Through the lights cameras and action, glamour glitters and gold I unfold the scroll, plant seeds to stampede the globe When I'm deceased, by then the beast arise

Verbal Graffiti Cormega

I'm like a panther in the dark Silent when I strike the paper Like a dagger in your heart When I write I leave a mark I seen the NARCs before they even bark Told son, Leave the block Get that money upstairs

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

Verbal Experiments Lootpack

From the dungeons of darkness Comes God's Gift to Hip Hop Representin' with the LP [God's Gift] We'll hit 'em hard and fast in a straight line Concentrating all firepower to their blindside at sunrise

Verbal Clap De La Soul

can play this rap game without the backbone?

Step Up (Live From Projekt Revolution) Linkin Park

Watch as the room rocks Mentally moonwalk Mixed media slang Banging in your boom box verbal violence Lyrical stylist In a time when rock hip hop rhymes are childish You can't tempt me with rhymes

Battle Gangstarr

You wanna battle ME?"*} {*scratched: "Yo man, how much money you got?"*} {*scratched: "What? You wanna battle ME?"*} {*scratched: "Yo man, how much money you got?"

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

Battle Yuna

When we’re in the moment I feel like I’m higher than the mountains when I get my way with you I feel like I got something to prove Every argument is like a spark, like a spark, Start a flame Boy, I feel

Battle Blur

Chorus (x2) Batle (x5) Battle someone, whoo or Completion search (Concaesing slash) Here I love the bow (it's the end of hell) see it all come down adorn myself (I tell myself) it's a new song