JERU THE DAMAJA

JERU THE DAMAJA - Miz Marvel lyrics

(feat. Miz Marvel)

[Intro/Chorus]

Come on, come on

Come on, come on

Come on, come on

Come on, all the way

[Miz Marvel]

The first verse, perfect design conquest your desert thirst

Highly blessed, can't recept the evil luers curse

From the mansion to the slums, where the evil luers lurk

My life's work, want it so bad it hurts

I see three of a side, like nipples thru at church

Mic experts, manipulate out thru the universe

Bitches wit dicks, reveal how niggas livin in skirts

Perverts, I put to death and throw to hell head first

My word is plated gold, isin't equal the work

Mental birth can show signs of movin Heaven and Earth

Never deal or take car, wear your heart in your dirt

Rhymes baptised in fire and never been burnt

[Chorus]

[Miz Marvel]

As I flex, on the set we ghetto intellect

My minds def, twice that of an all time vet

Quietest cat, rock around with no concept

Hit the L start choking and sleep with one eye open

You can try me, until I can get under your skin like poison ivy

Words invincible, hit it strictly for the pledgin principal

Continual, pen is like my sword I feel the armor

Hypnotic melodies, never gympsy steak charmer

Hearts is eye, blaze a stronger than a marijuana

You think I'm done, no, got dot.comma

My persona, change your heart to ghetto primadonnas

With maddic overdose like that guy from Nirvana

Time was cut short, like a fair weather friend

But if they gone, then I don't need them

Can I get an amen

[Chorus x2]

[Miz Marvel]

Cast a spell, on all non believing inphadeles

Heroz4Hire, exclusive list the clientele

Make your head swell, legal spinning like a carosel

Sweet as caramel, transform into Miz Marvel

Queen lady of the Supahaman Klik Cartel

If I need a bonecrusher, call up on the sun toucher

In camouflage, gone just like a desert mirage

Try to escape the fate, safe in proper sabotage

Lyrical massage, sounded like comitcally shape

My verbal swordplay, bounces off the walls like richochets

Compete, with the style that you know your couldn't beat

And I call you niggas pussy, cuz you are what you eat

Complete the cypher, comunicate thru words unspoken

My mission ain't complete, let the circle be unbroken

[Chorus x2]

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