The Crack

[Interlude: Jeru the Damaja] Yeah, Jeru the Damaja The master of microphone mayhem Representing that real hip-hop You know, I don't know what the fuck ya'll motherfuckers is doing But I'll be spitting that dope Know what I mean? I put it down like this: [Verse 1: Jeru the Damaja] I always get respect, I'm high-tech like computer love Niggas don't approach me talk tough but [?] mostly And even though you holler I don't think that you're rough enough Fuck it money knuckle up and get your shit bust I'm so funky even rock-n-roll heads want me Come off the wall get cracked the fuck up like humptey, dumptey I'm busting shots like I'm still on the block Real G's hold their own, fake thugs call the cops Dont need guns, just the warriors drums Of course, the force, rip off your mog like dum-dums So go ahead and act dumb I use my mike like a magnum And send you back where you came from Wild on the track, run first shut the spot down Cats is getting hurt, like convicts on lockdown On the real, I'm that negro pound for pound Leave your click wet like water, break your mp3 recorder Play lowkey, but never sneak like a ninja So much the Man, crackers in the clan wanna be a nigga Go figure, now i [?] your honey figure, Moe Pop your luck in the hood then Moe liquor Get them tipsy, like Heineken mixed with 'Henney Burn MC's worse than Kenwill Mars burn penny On good times, I'm the [?] for rocking minds My pops the root on the block, with the fat dimes True climbs and confessions, jam sessions, heads bop, chickens' heads quap, they said they prese 'cause like blessin' The Lord never stressin', fuck you perception, I'm the motherfucker on the mike; no question From state to state, I'm holding mad weight But not drugs, the bulletproof munk deflects slugs of hate Where's my hat, I'm 'bout to dig out your date I guess you's a lame, she says she like the way I love me All hail the king when I swing like kong Stay cool and calm, blow like an atom bomb Blow shit up Like Zorro, you can call me the Don Diego Fuck a hook I got 'em hooked like yayo [?] Brooklyn cats just don't know how to act Fuck what you thought was dope, this shit is the crack The Crack [Sound of crack pipe being lit up]