Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Too Perverted, artist - Jeru The Damaja. Album song Wrath Of The Math, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 31.12.1995
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: English
Too Perverted |
| Ain’t nothin worse than a wack mc Unfortunately that’s all that surrounds me So I come to crush the un — stable 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 style ya flex |
| And your so bloody pussy, you need a co-tex |
| Latex cause they’re drippin vaginal juices |
| So many so called gangsta 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 your 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 snakes on they’re plates |
| Plus niggas on they’re plates, they put figures on my plate |
| I took the loot unscathed |
| Cause I couldn’t dine wit em See 17, age 19 (?) |
| On a podium, at this time you are rewindin |
| And like solar and lunar, you’re clockin |
| It’s to perverted |
| It’s too perverted, you heard it So deep, that it becomes fossilized |
| Too many times I find my style between mcs inside |
| (?), but they swallow their tongues like seisures |
| I pierce flesh and strike nerves like acupuncture |
| Or acupressure, feel the wrath of my mathematics |
| Kinetics, you need a local anesthetic |
| Cause your system has acquired an imune deficiency |
| Overwhelmed by my telepathy, no sympathy |
| Cursed (?) but graceful like caligraphy |
| And (?) like (?) was not to mc Life givin, yet I’m still deadly |
| And before you step to me Remember it’s too perverted |
| It’s too perverted |
| It’s too perverted, you heard it Master 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, lightning, earthquakes from north to south |
| East to west test the best get sprayed |
| Drop jewels, burn papes, till my ride escapes |
| Akward flow to some it’s even unorthox |
| Bone crushin, life threatnin 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 to perverted |