Too Perverted

Album cover art for "Too Perverted" by Jeru the Damaja

Jeru the Damaja - Rap, Boom Bap

Too Perverted

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[Intro] It's— [Verse 1] Ain't nothin' worse than a wack MC Unfortunately, that's all that surrounds me So I come to crush the unstable structure It's the return of the dopest Brooklyn motherfucker To ever, ignite the mic, get it right Mad respect, pimps grap your hoes, punks grab your checks What's next? Pure nonsense and the styles ya flex And your so bloody pussy, you need a kotex Latex because they're drippin' vaginal juices So many so called gangster niggas and their booty producers Now watch the act that's vanishin', gold and platinum But who gets the publishin'? Not to rub it in Drop it in your box, now you're dubbin' My company fucked up my projects momentum But I'm still winnin' 'cause I'm a winner Came to the table with snakes, they had steaks on their plates Plus niggas on their plates, they put figures in my plate I took the loot and skated 'cause I couldn't dine with em C₁₇H₁₉O₃N On a podium, at this time you're rewindin' And like solar and lunar, you're clockin', it's too perverted [Chorus] It's— It's too perverted, you heard it It's— [Verse 2] So deep, that it becomes fossilized Too many times I find my style between MC's inside [?] but they swallow their tongues like seizures I pierce flesh and strike nerve like accupuncture Or accupressure, feel the wrath of my mathematics Kinetics, you need a local anesthetic 'Cause your system has acquired an immune deficiency Overwhelmed by my telepathy, no sympathy Curse Caligula but graceful like calligraphy And [?] like [?] was none to MC Life givin', yet I'm still deadly And before you step to me, remember it's too perverted [Chorus] It's— It's too perverted It's too perverted, you heard it It's— It's too perverted It's too perverted, you heard it It's— [Verse 3] Mastered rhymin', so I'm steadily climbin' I rip through mics like when my dick strikes the hymen Total controller, some claim to be bolder but they rotate around the lunar I keep it solar, polar, who vibrates and radiates Thunder, lightnin', earthquakes from north to south East to west, test the best, get scraped Drop jewels, burn papes 'til my raw escapes Awkward flow, to some it's even unorthodox Bone crushin', life threatenin' like the jaws of a crocodile Your hunny wishes to stay a while and I told her she could stay Am I foul? Or just too perverted? [Outro] It's— It's— It's—

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Credits

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  • Jeru the Damaja