- Jeru the Damaja pre傻 歌詞
- Jeru the Damaja
- Intro:This goes out to all my young brothers and sisters
Hold ya head, things aint always what they seem
Im about to give you a dose of reality
Real deal{
Jeru The Damaja
Nowaways, records are played and superstars are made
Still mothers in the ghetto, rent dont get payed
As a result, bullets are sprayed and their sons are laid
Its no myth, in ghetto life, if you dont fight you fade
Surviving in the streets, not a task for ordinary men
Growing up in the hood, young black and supahuman
Caught up in the game of blocks and cops run your block
Intercourse with witches and hunted by warlocks
For props, boos-hoot pop, another brother drops
He barely knew his pops,now his little seed will barely know his pops
Tunnel vision like a cyclops
I give you x-ray vision with these supahuman eyedrops
My niggas in the ghetto, give it everything you gotcause until we reach the top, cant stop and wont stop
Chorus 2X:
Can you feel?
The presha, the the the presha
Hand overThe presha, the the the presha{
Jeru The Damaja
Journalists write articles cause they cant write rhymes
Ever since
I was a youth
I dealt in crime
Now Im trying to reach the youth, to preserve whats left
Theres a fork in the road, choose life or death
Theres too much stress, too many bullets for your vest
Temptress, suck ya best, exotic strains of syphillis
The rest, rest in the
Earth, only the best progress
Its you who think
I see commercialsuccess
Warning, this shit is real, this is not a test
And what I express worth more than a
LexusServe it like baby food, still hard to digest
Long ass niggas is mental slaves,
I gotta protest
Chorus 2X{
Jeru The Damaja
Baby in the crib, and dad got no loot for food
So he do what he got to do
Keep it real ,
I dont playa hate ya
God my divine nature,sent at this time to stabilize the structure
We should all live like wise kings,now sing praise to the gutter
The blazed double
X, concelead like a box cutter
Brothers should be teaching, not murdering one another
Word, to the mother land, kill the other man
Lord of the concrete jungle, and
Tarzan was a black man
Swingin on vines vibin, been balancin the eco system
And since theres no more niggas in the ghetto, here
I amChorus 4
X(you got to deal with*instead of hand over )
Meanwhile, back at
Supahuman
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