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Correct My Mind Spray Lyrics
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Jeru The Damaja
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Correct My Mind Spray
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Premier*cuts and scratches Jeru saying "My Mind Spray" for four bars I* annihilate as, I articulate Words of power your, ryhmes are unconfounding so death's your fate Ostentatious genius of, rappin Is mentally clappin to take hip-hop back that's, what's happenin Proficiency and ingenuity Plus more styles than, a Shaolin mon-es-tary In poetry my formula's deadly Bring your hypest man in your army another casual-ty Slow like demise I crept on those that slept Droppin my ryhme science like I'm Imhotep Application of mind over matter Made fools scatter rhymes, fatter minds, splatter Your girl bend over and over and over MC's try to touch the 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 Max Lyrics like hype tattooes go over the dope tracks We booby-traps all, our inventions We know the intentions of MC kleptomaniacs Rap brainiacs have cardiacs soon after the attack When it comes to ryhmin I slam harder than Shaq Accomplish the bio-feedback more, complex than an almanac Keep you up like an afrodesiac Idealist not an opportunist Don't molest no shorty still in all I'm, dangerous Mentally you can't talk to me hear, me or, see me You're not equipped From street, blocks to cell blocks my vo-cals rock Do more work than a crackhead with a toolbox, Jeru never touch-er mic-ra-phone, wrecker If your honey's a Queen I'll sex her More important the, mind strikes like the nine strikes A priest by May You reach for your uzay when, my mind spray Primo *flexes that razor sharp turntable wizardry J-E* Rrrah-U, it's a horror to you Lyrical kung-fu so do your kung-fu if you know kung-fu Dirty down, low profile Shoot up jams without the aid of lead projectiles Style's ridiculous techniques, infamous Take more heads than Santa Claus at Christmas Science misfits meet, the rath of my wit Immediately following they, go into a conniption fit Reach into my bag of darkness and spark this like an arsonist Blow up like a terrorist I'm not a sexist don't have the power to be a racist I'm a scientist and, an activist Complex yeah simple like Mixelplics Unlike the silly devil I, don't come with tricks/Trix So out there to all you MC's return to the righteous way Or meet death face to face when my mind, spray Primo *wrecks it like a 12 car collision
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