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My Mind Spray

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Жанры : hip-hop rap hip hop underground hip-hop new york

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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, thats 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 dont 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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