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Me Not The Paper Jeru the Damaja ("Cause ain't no fiends coming in between me an my dreams See what I mean black? I gets the paper") Microphone thugs flip keys and shit Remember the 80's when niggas was acting crazy? Me or the Papes Jeru the Damaja days, I woulda scraped her for this caper But I realize, it wasn't me it was the paper Let me kick it, about the digits, that I've collected Long distance, and disconnected, it's gettin hectic Before Average Nigga Jeru the Damaja I said "Don't tell me you don't know what condoms is for" She says "Yeah, but the average nigga'll love to hit it raw" And I said I'm not your average nigga No I'm not your average nigga You can't 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? Billie Jean Jeru the Damaja nigga crazy I'm Jeru love she said her name was Billie I continued your minds intact girl you could have my baby She could've played me But smiled and replied behave g I like your style not so maybe 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 Statik Jeru the Damaja electromagnetic beam, I get charged rhymes I run right thru em like a big box of Trojan large Mc's tried to hang but its a Brooklyn thang poison slang, poison fang poison pen let me begin, tryin 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 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 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 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 your guns, chains and tone force your religion On me cut my hair, the vibes still exist To destroy the molesters of my heritage But they conceal the drums of evil, my loyal lineage King of kings, 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 D. Original Jeru the Damaja Willie Bobo Not stressin five-o, hot hand in celo Live in the land of crooks yes Brooklyn's the borough Homicide central, East New York Where the manic, depressive psycho murderers stalk Walk, like Physical Stamina Jeru the Damaja Afu: Yo 'Ru Jeru: Yo whassup? Afu: Yo, c'mere, c'mere. Renegade Slave Jeru the Damaja > Smarter then Frederick Douglas, and wilder then Ike Turner My will to be free, in your eyes makes me a murderer Creepin late night like a burglar, Study his literature When the kings rise again 99.9 Pa Cent Jeru the Damaja Fake ho, gangsters and super heroes Cops pull me over like you under arrest Some niggas I know act like bitches without breast Dick riders, I hope you got your latex Cuz flesh gets burnt up during Black Cowboys Jeru the Damaja The first time I ever touched the microphone it glowed Now I explode, eruptin' like a nigga that drunk too much But not intoxicated... 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 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 Revenge of the Prophet (part 5) Jeru the Damaja Verse 1 It's been awhile since I escaped the library fightin ignorance everyday, its gettin weary when I think I got him he pulls a slip on me and theres so many soldiers in his fiendous ass army 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?) 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. 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 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 Bitchez Wit Dikz Jeru the Damaja Intro: Jeru The Damaja Yes yes Check it out right here now, knowhatimean? 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 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 Invasion Jeru the Damaja motherfucking villain Under pressure they got me under pressure What's your name your address and phone number Your occupation come down to the station There's been a robbery they claim a nigga fit 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