The Beatnuts - A.R.M.E.D. lyrics

[Intro] Wait a minute, wait a minute Wait a minute, wait a minute Wait a minute, wait a minute Wait a minute, wait a minute [Verse 1: Jeru The Damaja] Man this s**a n***as stabbed me on some OPP sh** Man this n***a thinking, she drinking my love liquid Jeru pa** the heat, ride the beat Mic twisted overseas with a breeze Best believe double fisting please Cover the ears of your seeds This sh** explicit To some I'm trouble Double bubbles call me king's horrific Load up linguistics, the ruler of rhythmic The god of rhyme, you know the time Eastern, Standard, or Pacific Sinful My words manipulate your mental When I chump your style on general principle Build spiritual Shorty wobble, doubt make you physical Put fire to the mic Till it secrete crazy chemicals The way I murder mics is criminal And if you press up dog, you messed up You gon' need dental work Agonizing pain, cause the truth hurts On a plane getting brain With my hand up her skirt For that last line You'll probably think I'm a jerk But can't deny that I'm fly On the mic put in work Drop a bomb make emcees disperse This sh** wicked Like Klan members bombing a church [Verse 2: (?)] Hey yo I'm clean with the slicing Mean with the dicing Beans with the rice and Fiends screaming my sh** Jeru that's live sh** Flyig with a pilot Private, we first cla** Reverse that (?) F-R-E-S-H I'm in the south chiefing While you in the house sleeping I'm with your spouse creeping Waking up to (housekeeping) That's when I'm out sneaking Leave her with the mouth leaking Out semen Thanks for the wild weekend I get cash wired And I blast iron Through cast iron Its the vampire I s** the air out of your flat tire You look tired n***a just retire (You're fired!) Before I chop you up like Benihana's And have you stressed with a gray beard Like Kenny Rogers f**er [Verse 3: (?)] I'm all for mathematics You n***as Lenny Kravitz Big Jew from New York They call me Jacob Javitz You a devil, every cell in me is Asiatic I'm old school but don't you take me for no geriatric Never catch me in a skirt wearing a heavy jacket You fashion forward, I'm a poet slash scary black kid Scary Jerry, extremely strong and very active Real n***as know and love me I'm a crazy ba*tard Never hating, yet I'm always getting hated on I'm too abrasive for the players with the gators Women love me They don't say its my amazing charm They say I'm loving and generous as the day is long But never p**y n***a push me, I'ma break his arm Counter-punching, every move you make is wrong Bullied brother uplift and celebrate the strong Now go get your f**ing shine box (?) Wait [Outro] Wait a minute, wait a minute Wait a minute, wait a minute Wait a minute, wait a minute Wait a minute, wait a minute