[Verse 1]
Sam Sam Salabem
I go off, this hot sauce, it's the return of the boss
Mic clappin', sucka MCs wanna make it happen
All these wack-ass rappers ass-backwards like Pig Latin
And no biscuit, still murder shit with the quickness
Sixteen-times-three bars of slickness
It wouldn't be Jeru if I ain't say some clever shit
So, yo, I keep it bouncin' like a pornstar's tits
I should warn you right out the gate
I put it down like a five hundred pound primate
Straight fire, I make flows evaporate
And I bone it so hard, the mic is screamin' out, "Rape!"
Super gutter, call it dirty bomb
I body mics like the Cong, the soldiers in Viеtnam
It's like that, and you, don't stop my mind
Spray automatic like Robocop
[Chorus]
Got a freaky, frеaky, freaky, freaky flow
You couldn't [?] of the [?]
Got a freaky, freaky, freaky, freaky flow
You couldn't [?] of the [?]
Got a freaky, freaky, freaky, freaky flow
You couldn't [?] of the [?]
Got a freaky, freaky, freaky, freaky flow
It's the return of the dopest Brooklyn motherfucker
[Verse 2]
I'm at it again, ain't nobody safe
I empty a clip of rhymes into MC face
Man, listen, Jeru skilled technician
I hit you with some shit that leave your whole body twitchin'
Sticks, stones and words can't harm me
I fold competition up like they origami
You think you mackin', but I'm on some next shit
I got chicks in Japan cookin' me rice for breakfast
It's like this and like that
I rip spines out backs like Mortal Kombat
Fuckin' with me, you ass out like a baboon
'Cause I shoot the gift like a rusty harpoon
Hit you with some chakra, you cry bloody murder
I'm a master like Galactus, you's a worker like the Surfer
Keep it organic, the flow is natural
I rest in Brooklyn and my name is Jeru
[Chorus]
Got a freaky, freaky, freaky, freaky flow
You couldn't [?] of the [?]
Got a freaky, freaky, freaky, freaky flow
You couldn't [?] of the [?]
Got a freaky, freaky, freaky, freaky flow
You couldn't [?] of the [?]
Got a freaky, freaky, freaky, freaky flow
It's the return of the dopest Brooklyn motherfucker
[Verse 3]
Fee-fi-fo-fum
It's like Tabasco when I flow, but y'all already know
Who's the sickest? Mixin' deadly chemical liquids
Then I spit it at MCs that I have on my hit list
Shoot rhymes 'til the hammer start clickin'
And I'm steadily beatin' up chickens like Peter Griffin
On your belly or back, the rhyme's strapped
Get outta line, get jabbed in the grill like Borat
MCs be bumpin' they gums like females
Put the press on, they wouldn't pop off if they was Le Nails
Blow it up or construct with my tool
I keep my shit kickin' like a buckin' bull
Peep game if you think it's a joke
I'm like Superman combined with the Hulk amped on coke
Straight flowin', I'm as real as it gets
Most of y'all faggots is faker than Miss New York's new tits
[Chorus]
Got a freaky, freaky, freaky, freaky flow
You couldn't [?] of the [?]
Got a freaky, freaky, freaky, freaky flow
You couldn't [?] of the [?]
Got a freaky, freaky, freaky, freaky flow
You couldn't [?] of the [?]
Got a freaky, freaky, freaky, freaky flow
It's the return of the dopest Brooklyn motherfucker
[Outro]
I was born and raised in Brooklyn, New York
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