My Mind Spray

I annihilate, as I articulate

Words of power, your rhymes are unconfounding, so death's your fate

Ostentatious genius, of rapping

Is mentally clappin' to take hip-hop back, that's what's happenin'

Proficiency and ingenuity

Plus more styles, than a Shaolin mon-es-tary

In poetry my formula's deadly

Bring the hypest man in your army, another casual-ty

Slow like demise, I crept on those that slept

Droppin' my rhyme science like I'm Imhotep

Application of mind over matter

Made fools scatter, rhymes fatter, minds splatter

Your girl bend over and over and over

Emcees try to touch the Damaja but you just can't win

Excellent with the word play, you lay

Face down, when my, mind spray

Thunder on your Dome with no help from Mad Max

Lyrics like hype tattoos go over the dope tracks

We booby-traps, all our inventions

We know the intentions of MC kleptomaniacs

Rap brainiacs have cardiacs, soon after the attack

When it comes to rhymin', I slam harder than Shaq

Accomplish the bio-feedback, more complex than an almanac

Keep you up, like an aphrodisiac

Idealist, not an opportunist

Don't molest, no shorty still in all, I'm dangerous

Mentally you can't talk to me, hear me or see me

You're not equipped

From street blocks to cell blocks, my vocals rock

Do more work than a crackhead, with a toolbox

Jeru never touch her, microphone wrecker

If your honey's a Queen, I'll sex her

More important the mind strikes, like the nine strikes

A priest by May, you reach for your uzi, when my mind spray

J-E, R-U, it's a horror to you

Lyrical kung-fu so do your kung-fu if you know kung-fu

Dirty, down low profile

Shoot up jams without the aid of lead projectiles

Style's ridiculous, techniques infamous

Take more heads than Santa Claus at Christmas

Science misfits, meet the wrath of my wit

Immediately following, they go into a conniption fit

Reach into my bag of darkness and spark this like an arsonist

Blow it up like a terrorist

I'm not a sexist, don't have the power to be a racist

I'm a scientist, and an activist

Complex yet simple like Mixelplix

Unlike the silly devil, I don't come with tricks

So out there to all you MC's return to the righteous way

Or meet death face to face when my mind spray