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f/ Miz

Jeru The Damaja

In the when hip hop was strong
The Supahuman Klik the land
Bringin that hip hop, presently in time
The first lieutenant in arms of the Supahuman
Was the all mighty, all powerful, Miz
I think she can describe it how she does

{Miz
Thought I disappeared now that the has cleared
I come from times with inabitions, to face with fears
While shootin stars wishing I can shift my gears

So I my glass eye, I drink to that, say cheers
And let the fire water wash away the tears, burn like
On open wounds, consume all consetions
Give birth to these like an oral C-section
Uhh, connection throughout the galaxy
Time to switch to reality, proper arrangements
for the of fatalities
It's the for niggas that stuck with that slave mentality
Or these ass rappers, they got no originality
But my mentality, helps me travel the galaxy
gets shorter, I'm on the water, run insanity
It seems like everyone was me
a nasty girl like Vanity
Make wild, I smoke la, anything to keep my sanity
Ain't got no friends, with me is family
If they standing to me, nothing's what it seems to be

Sending energy, when I rhyme, but no for idol questions
If freestyling is my bible, when I in hip hop sessions
Of the tribal blessings, lessons to be
Respect had to be earned and not

On the fourth of but not amongst the men that living
Guy collides, when selfish minds can't to be forgiven
Ain't no back the hands of time,
when past spirits have

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Black, black,

verbal, power, verbal,

{Miz
Power of the and the force of a sonic boom
Help me like battle wounds, to that shit I'm immune
We come thru like the first platoon, into smoke filled

Into it seems like mushrooms, from the womb to the tomb
I got a meetin in the ladies room, I be real soon
o-o-o-oh

To strike the deathblow, with a never ending flow
And all pro, precise position, a crossbow

Friend or foe, gas heads go from C.E.O. to row
See the toxic green flow, poison waters overflow
Paint a mental picture, lyrical
pierced with the sting of a scorpio
Beats mad bong, to collapse the Walls of

Overflow and explore, I hope you got your blunts
'cause this is the same, no matter zip code
My minds pro, is robbed,
suckin the diamonds out ear lobe
I keep it tracked like a of Illuminati
And fight these devils back with the of Hammurabi

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{Miz
I with magnum force, send you on a collision course
With no remorse, I tap the source and you off ya high horse
While beats and rhymes have to reproduce their first born
Never sworn not to make the mistakes as there parents

Written on there face, time worn sharpen then a poison storm

Step on first month Capricorn, quiet
Jeans and my everyday uniform
Elegants ruffness and inocence, if ever given a
Hell have a fury like a scorn
My niggas strife to perform, I struggle to break the

Give me any platform and I perform lyrical quiet
I make it hot, you keep it warm
From hotels to college dorms, these niggas souls torned

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Lot of other people, groups aware of these consciousness
impossible to defend against (repeated over and over)