Iโ€™m like a sniper, rhymesโ€™ll strike ya when Iโ€™m rockin
Mad chicks be jockin’ when the G Starrโ€™s talking
And thatโ€™s because my word is bond
I get much fan mail and I always respond
So tell your hon to write me too
Make sure she puts attention Mr. Guru
Brothers know the flow is unique
I got 100 wild styles in my black valise
MCโ€™s wanna be me so they keep askin
For me to teach ’em methods both slow and fast
And others wanna act as if theyโ€™re better
But they only got one style which ainโ€™t all that clever
Iโ€™m cooler than wind, harder than cold steel
I get the ladies with more than just sex appeal
A mystic psychic scanning all your thoughts
Iโ€™ll touch your soul and make your brain feel caught
When my rapture traps ya and makes you mine
Youโ€™ll submit to the gift and to the lyrical lines
So suckers realize that the size is too large
When I come through Iโ€™m pullin’ whole crews cards
I be wreckin’ correct and on the gangster tip
MCโ€™s who front: Iโ€™m gonna bust your shit
Bust your shit
Ok, party people in the houseโ€ฆ
I wonder do you love it enough
Iโ€™m steppin’ rugged and tough, never to front or to bluff
I got the fresh cut baldy, the brothers call me
Guru the man yes with all the
J-A-Z-Z-Y type essence, street type lessons manifesting
The one who make the fly ladies feel pleasant
Never forgettin’ that to myself Iโ€™m true
Do what you want to but watch yourself though ยซdukeยป
I donโ€™t wanna hear all of that loud mouthing
Try to pull yours out when nothing comes out
Then youโ€™ll see why you canโ€™t compete with me
The notorious Guru of the Gang you see
Starr stands for power like I said before
Iโ€™m like the doctors cure slicker than Roger Moore
I slide up to a crab MC like this
Tap ’em in the head with my mic like this
Iโ€™ll be revealing that youโ€™re weak to the world if you wish
And I insist that if you persist
Then you get creamed, cuz Iโ€™ma get real steamed
So donโ€™t you try to flex and try to look all mean
Heyo check it thatโ€™s dead thatโ€™s it
‘Cause all you phony ass rappers Iโ€™ma bust your shit
Bust your shit
Now when you see me on the set you know I may unleash
A lyric like a mad dog barking through the speaker
Step off unless you wanna get torn up
Your raps worn out burned out fucked up
You lucked up or maybe you lucked out
‘Cause at the battle last time you snuck out
But now Iโ€™m rolling over you full blast
Iโ€™m here to let you know no longer will the bull last
MCโ€™s telling lies and poppin’ all those myths
Keep on fakin’ moves and Iโ€™maโ€ฆ

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