Scientifical madness Scientifical madness My status is the baddest Scientifical madness Scientifical madness My status is the baddest There's a hole
000 Intro/Chorus 001 Come on, come on 002 Come on, come on 003 Come on, come on 004 Come on, all the way 005 006 {Miz Marvel} 007 The first verse, perfect
(laughter) *scratching* *Down the world is...* {Jeru The Damaja This is to my brothers and sisters in the ghetto Avoid jail legend, fingerprints
Out of the fog into the smog, he walks in, he's ready for victory He walks again by night, ruthlessly, meetin' wit the unknown It's the educated field
Ladies and gentlemen, children of all ages It's me, Jeru the Damaja And I'm here to present to you today The bullshit Yes, this is the bullshit, the
leave your whole borough smokin' Fist of five rings, I fling MC's to the gutter Samurai sharp, more deadly than box-cutters Ultimate, as I emit your death blow Perverted Monks and Jeru
Electromagnetic beam, I get charged Rhymes I run right through 'em like a big box of Trojan large Mc's tried to hang but it's a Brooklyn thang Poison
from Jeru the Damaja... Verses of doom, from Jeru the Damaja... (and it goes like this) Verses of doom, from Jeru the Damaja... Verses of doom, from Jeru
Ayo, what's up? There's a lotta motherfuckers out here With a style similar to mine nowadays You know what I mean? Be tryin' to like They infiltrated
One day about six 'o clock I'm woke up By the sound of my buzzer and a car or a truck Screechin' off so I jump up scratch my nuts But when I'm like "Who
' your own life? Yes I am I believe you Jeru, you're ready You've no-no-nothin' to worry about Now, I don't push a Lex Others had their turn to flex, Jeru
Oh yo look towards the darkness Nah nah yo look towards the light Yo what! Oh what the? Yo what is that? It's a supernova Nah nah man that's a black hoe
f/ Miz Marvel Intro: Jeru The Damaja In the time when hip hop was strong The Supahuman Klik ruled the land Bringin that futuristic hip hop, presently
As devils search for the secrets to immortality I alter my physical chemistry Walk through the valley of the shadow of death I exist even when no things
Let us now discuss the mental attitude The mental must always stay clam You must let nothing move you Be it good or bad But when the mental and I be
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
It started on the sands of land of the mother Word to mother, king like my father My style survived slave ships, whips and chains, hardships Still through
Ham hops, crack rocks, ooo-wops, cell blocks Biscuits, gravy, smothered pork chops Big diamond bracelets, mad lootin drug spots High speed chases, robbiries