The Crack - Jeru The Damaja

Yeah, Jeru the Damaja

The master of microphone mayhem

Representing that real hip-hop

You know, I don’t know what the fuck ya’ll motherfuckers is doing

But I’ll be spitting that dope

Know what I mean?

I put it down like this:

I always get respect, I’m high-tech like computer love

Niggas don’t approach me talk tough but mostly

And even though you holler I don’t think that you’re rough enough

Fuck it money knuckle up and get your shit bust

I’m so funky even rock-n-roll heads want me

Come off the wall get cracked the fuck up like humptey, dumptey

I’m busting shots like I’m still on the block

Real G’s hold their own, fake thugs call the cops

Dont need guns, just the warriors drums

Of course, the force, rip off your mog like dum-dums

So go ahead and act dumb

I use my mike like a magnum

And send you back where you came from

Wild on the track, run first shut the spot down

Cats is getting hurt, like convicts on lockdown

On the real, I’m that negro pound for pound

Leave your click wet like water, break your mp3 recorder

Play lowkey, but never sneak like a ninja

So much the Man, crackers in the clan wanna be a nigga

Go figure, now i your honey figure, Moe

Pop your luck in the hood then Moe liquor

Get them tipsy, like Heineken mixed with 'Henney

Burn MC’s worse than Kenwill Mars burn penny

On good times, I’m the for rocking minds

My pops the root on the block, with the fat dimes

True climbs and confessions, jam sessions, heads bop, chickens' heads quap,

they said they prese 'cause like blessin'

The Lord never stressin', fuck you perception, I’m the motherfucker on the mike;

no question

From state to state, I’m holding mad weight

But not drugs, the bulletproof munk deflects slugs of hate

Where’s my hat, I’m 'bout to dig out your date

I guess you’s a lame, she says she like the way I love me

All hail the king when I swing like kong

Stay cool and calm, blow like an atom bomb

Blow shit up

Like Zorro, you can call me the Don Diego

Fuck a hook I got 'em hooked like yayo

Brooklyn cats just don’t know how to act

Fuck what you thought was dope, this shit is the crack

The Crack