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"your spray, my mind spray" -> jeru {*repeat 3x*}

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I can taste your sex appeal, for the sweet sperm'n
Bank all full, love interest be earnin
Ben franklins determine, if you get higher learnin
The man march, starrin mark furhman (it can happen)
don is the charm for the rappin
Give spliff aromas cause many comas
No donors, I credit diabetics who drink sodas
While in the pens lie the ruffneck soldiers, happened?
Niggaz must napped!
What happened to all of that x shit before he got trapped?
Before he got capped? when I capped,
When put his name on all those cute little spike lee hats
And then say "black is back"
For when, niggaz now only care about the
And how to pay rent, and how they trife squad
Black powder landcruise or range rove'
Why you for when you forerunnin nigga who drove
mind
"your nine spray, my mind spray" ->
The mind!
"your nine spray, my spray" -> jeru
My mind!
"your nine spray, my mind spray" ->
The mind!
"your nine spray, my spray" -> jeru

Yes,
From the inner sanctum, that my medulla
You can praise buddha, or you can don shula
You can change a, title, or go praise gold idols
No sloth, just go read your
insinuate the hate that made the, hate kids fight
Whether muslim, christian, or israelite
We monitor, who praise hannukah
The power that I am make you blow your yarmulke
To all ya, don't let me up, to call ya
My flatbush dushies, or the kids in somal-ia
we're up here tryin to wiggle to "boombastic"
You get, hemmed up and cut down in jurassic+
crazed, from that beer juice
Acute become, obtuse
Four kids, was the first rock group - not!
rousing, in with the chime
Laced with the fat rhyme tunneled through my
"your nine spray, my mind spray" ->
The mind!
"your nine spray, my spray" -> jeru
The mind!
"your spray, my mind spray" -> jeru
The mind!
"your spray, my mind spray" -> jeru

Ha ha
Now from the minds of minolta, from the poster
From the average jack wack crackheads oprah
As with sex with rubbers, as with rappers turnin mothers
As for tupac's on the covers, as for million brothers
In ninety-six, while we pinpoint the "crooklyn" spike
Three kings of the break of become vocal pawns
The of the bedouins, or is it the thespians
For the past three years, I've eatin more than lesbians
Lyricists, get fists, twists, careers tears
Easy gold records, but with no, shares
When I bellow, over a hardcore track with a
structure, basting from a fellow, hello
Street nucks can't knuckle, chart bullets be chuckle
A&r stars bouregoises, but subtle
Why is it the master can't behave with the chime
Or is it over the domes of weak
The
"your spray, my mind spray" -> jeru
The mind!
"your nine spray, my spray" -> jeru
The mind!
"your spray, my mind spray" -> jeru
My mind!!
"your nine spray, my spray" -> jeru
The mind!
My mind!!
The mind..
My mind!!! ha ha! ahhh, ahhh! ahhhhh!