My Mind Spray Lyrics - The Sun Rises In The East - Jeru The Damaja

I annihilate, as I articulate 

Words of power, your rhymes 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 rhyme 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 

Thunder on your Dome with no help from Mad Max 

Lyrics like hype tattoos 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 

J-E, Rrrah-you 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 wrath 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