Jeru The Damaja - Black Cowboy Lyrics

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I heard some mc's wanna bring it

But a female is one of their strongest men

When i step to you don't seek refuge

Make it happen fuck the rappin'

Because i know i got that sewed

The first time i ever touched the microphone it glowed

Now i explode eruptin' like a nigga that drunk too much

But not intoxicated

As mental stress increase you'll need to be sedated

Sick and tired of the izm schism

This time's a warning after this we take it to pugilism

Mash out the beedies dreads spark up the corn

I flow muddy like the gutter after the rainstorm

My mission to seek build or destroy

Like deadwood dick i be the black cowboy

And this is the showdown

I got the wild style

Black cowboy

I got the wild style

After this mc's will wish to do battle with me

For their sake i hope that they apply the proper strategy

In any case worst comes to worst i'll be the best

Storms will come this we know for sure

But can you stand the crash test?

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There's no vest or no way you can get suited up

For what's about to happen you might as well get zooted

I heard that ignorance is bliss so i guess you're all blistered

The wrong move is made like 40's in the ghetto

Your cap is quickly twisted

And just in case the first time you missed it

The wrong move is made like 40's in the ghetto

Your cap is quickly twisted

Livin' on a diet of flesh and mistic

I kicks the ballistics and keep it realistic

We shoot shit up like the hatfields and mccoys

Perverted monks the black cowboys

And this is the showdown

I got the wild style

Black cowboy

I got the wild style

Black cowboy

I got the wild style

Black cowboy

I got the wild style

It's a cryin' shame what some niggas'll do for fame

When they think they know the game

But i switch up the rules of the game

Drops jewels in the game

The fluid is quite fatal like water on the brain

I be the sheriff and i got mc's on the chain gang

Continuous hard labor until the day that they hang

One outlaw tried to escape but i murdered his gang

Right back at ya bitch-ass just like a boomerang

Or a bolo you couldn't knock me out with apollo

The god is never chillin' hot like a volcano

Once i met up with this bandolero

Why'd he make me bust him in his head with his banjo?

I put mc's on the ceiling like michelangelo did the sistine chapel

Known to kick and grapple so you couldn't test the real mccoy

The black cowboys and this is the showdown

I got the wild style

Black cowboy

I got the wild style

Black cowboy

I got the wild style

Black cowboy

I got the wild style

Black cowboy

I got the wild style

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