Jeru The Damaja - Great Solar Stance - Sözleri

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 truth hurts, like a sword in the hand of this expert



Cuttin through your soul, like your best friend did your dirt



Mental like physical blows destroy ego's





Your style is Babylonian, like dicks in assholes



The drama unfolds, don't mean nothing up my nose

I can't stand snow, it only blows like nitro





Blistering, my flows I'm splittin, so I hope you listening 





Super shoutout to all my niggas in prison

Shout to the pyramids, the cypher and scription

Science fact not fiction, I cut with precision





Speak multiplication, subration, addition



Division, Great Solar Stance burns compition







"This-this-this-this is the Showdown"











I put you in the chicken wing like Bob Backlund, 

jack ya team captain

Bring drama like summer night, ghetto action



Some honies got it twisted, fat asses I mash 'em





Cops like jewels, back in the days I snatch 'em

You catch a tantrem, date how the raws rockin the drum



Float like the white lotus, kill like Whitey in Vietnam

You should peel arm, gorilla tactics like Viacom





Set shit on fire like a bomb, up in smoke like Cheech & Chong





True blacks too strong can't let nothin stand in my way

Shit will get thick like Juice 60 in Friday



In Brooklyn, kill MC's like Captain Hook your children





To rappers I'm a villain, fill esteem wan't my secret like Samson

Picture so hard, I stunt your grandson son



Teleport from Coast To Coast like Spaceghost



Like soy butter on my breakfast toast



And when It comes to makin it nasty, I flips it the most







"This-this-this-this-this is the Showdown"



"This-this-this-this-this is the Showdown"







Setting it off like pistols in the projects



The climax hold ya six like nasty hot wet sex



But string tech I catch wreck, ejucalate when I inject



Not a player hatter, regulator, trick niggas get checked



When I resurrect hip hop, you know the bullshit stop

Like you got the oo-wop, the pops and what nots





Fruity like Ed Koch, ya straight boo-tops, I'm top notch

Super funky like a derelict prostitute prop





Ya hear gun shots, the coroner shows up to take flicks



Shit is feet, but no feet shit like chicks with dicks



Ya throat flip too quick, to blaze magnetic



Paramedics roll up on the scene, 



it's tragic, don't deal with Magic



Johnson, renegade like Charles Bronson



Packing a force like 18 Bronzemen



Grand larson, excelent marksmen arson



Fire, water, earth, metal, wind

														   

														   











		
			



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