Posts Tagged ‘GANG STARR’
Yo
yo premier?
yeah whassup g?
that trip to l.a. may be delayed
why whassup i’m on my way to the airport now
yeah well your boy guru got knocked
what?!
i don’t know what this is about sounds crazy man
somethin about a gun
"the court calls keith elam to the stand.
please approach the bench."
[guru]
yo they got me handcuffed i’m down in central booking
things are fucked up the way my future’s looking
but i’m too fly, i’ma change this scenario
make some power moves and tighten up my bankroll
chumps are leary though, they see me as a threat
i’m like the black dutch schultz when you get me upset
five-oh makes me wanna flip, larry davis style
got a nigga depressed, while he’s awaitin trial
it’s ok though, cause from grey skies comes blue
through darkness comes light and i be known as the guru
and this i certify we all should be alerted by
the traps within the system, our youth is gettin murdered by
the d.a. says they got me on a felony
i’m tryin to live my life, so what the fuck is you tellin me?
the streets are war, that’s what brothers carry weapons for
and i take the weight as i did before
the next thing you know, they got me on the radio
a rapper arrested, suckers showin me on video
of course i know, that i’m a role model
but yo this rap life is real life sometimes it’s full throttle
right now i gotta think about me fuck the industry
you gets no love, except those who support me
what’s the story, what happened when i went to l.a.?
mixin shit up, no not there i got family
nothin happened, mind your business yo step
you know we connect, jfk 2 lax
chorus: guru
they wanna lock us all up, and throw away the key
don’t wanna see us come up, don’t wanna see us makin g’s
long as we know this is the key to our destruction
let’s make moves no discussion
[guru]
peace to my man hass, and orange man payin the cost
all the twenty-five to lifers all my brothers gettin tossed
into the system, supposed to rehabilitate
it’s why you gotta regulate your own mindstate
read, study lessons and build your inner power
the next level, doesn’t tolerate cowards
for example, i know this rich nigerian
powerful american that’s proud to be an african
he asked me why do all us brothers be gettin trapped
i told him i’d explain it broke it down in a rap
whether you got naps, braids waves or no hair
without esteem for yourself nigga, you goin nowhere
and you can swagger like you rule this; josey wales
unorganized revolt almost always mostly fails
give up the savage ways, be effective soldiers
to elevate the mental is to be poor no more
there’s war in the streets, prepared men know best
our rhyme as live as it gets, jfk 2 lax
they’re always makin trouble yo, against the righteous
killin us in cold blood, those beats those vipers
and as i sit feelin the pain in my wrist
i vow to myself that i’ma change this shit
or at least i gotta try, or part of me will die
and only by action will any ideas solidify
so i inhale, exhale as i ponder
this grown man will make mistakes no longer
i’ve been there, i’ve seen how they make us fall victim
to their tricknowledgy, with no apology i diss em
and so i rip facts to dope tracks i caress
you’re gonna hear about it, from jfk 2 lax
*plane lands*
Pubiead*. 04.11.11 таgs: Etiquetas: GANG STARR Autar djLA
ROYALTY
[featuring k ci & jojo]
"gangstarr has gots to be the sure shot" > greg nice
"and it’s like dat" (primo scratching)
"gangstarr" "represent"
[k ci and jojo] ohhh yeah
[guru]
one of the meanest and the cleanest
and still i’m kind of feindish when i’m at this
been doin this for eons peons best to catch this
vision of excellence precise rappin ability
bout to make some dead presidents macking a million g
the money though, it’s got people actin funny yo
as soon as some niggaz get some light, they be like dummies yo
products and puppets and pawns, gettin played out
when authentic niggaz step up, respect be layed out
major effect to your sector, i’m the corrector
live and direct, waving my mic like a sceptor
supreme exalted, universal leader
descendent of the kings and queens, the overseer
the overlord, cream of the crop, creme de la creme
spent years buildin with cats in the streets, so they my men
again, gangstarr has done it
remember too much jewels back in the days? you’d have to run it
check it, the ground be hot under our feet
so we be listening to beats to keep the cypher complete
wether you kids be holdin, on the block all day
or you be puffing lye, out in the back hallway
or whether you being schooled, or in the library
wherever you are baby pah, realize that your essence
is divine son, and let it shine son
as we refine son, aiyyo, this shit’ll blow your mind son
we’re royalty
chorus: k-ci and jojo
wherever i go
i want to take nothin less than the best
whatever i choose, i choose to do
i have to stand out from all the rest
whatever i do, wherever i go
i want to take nothin less than the best
whatever i choose, i choose to do
i just wanna stand out from all the rest
[guru]
and all the girls they want to spoil me
my honey annoits me with oils g
after work she greets me, and treats me like royalty
works with me, giving herself, by my side
she don’t sweat me for loot, my fame, or my ride
a lot of ladies out there, be lookin lovely
but they don’t got no control of the their life, inside they’re ugly
word to bugsy, and to red alert
sway and tech, and funkmaster flex to make your head jerk
chicks go beserk when they see us in the spot
k-ci, jojo and primo, creepin to the top
and to the sweethearts out there breaking hearts
while we’re takin part of this hip-hop art
listen yo, the best way, it ain’t always the fast way
and yes the best way, it ain’t always to act nasty
i’ll open up the door always before you pass me
baby doll, because you’re royalty
chorus: k-ci and jojo
whatever i do, wherever i go
i want to take nothin less than the best
whatever i choose, i choose to do
i have to stand out from all the rest
whatever i do, wherever i go
i want to take nothin less than the best
whatever i choose, i choose to do
i just wanna stand out from all the rest
"gangstarr has to gots to be the sure shot" –> greg nice
"and it’s like dat" (primo scratching)
(repeat 4x)
[k-ci and jojo freestyle singing]
FULL CLIP
Dj premier: big l rest in peace
Intro: samples
feel the realness
in this business of rep
go ahead
[guru]
fresh out the gate again time to raise the stakes again
fatten my plate again y’all cats know we always play to win
g a n g to the starr’s son
haters took this shit too far son
so thats all for you i’m whiping out your whole team
i’ll splatter your dreams with lyrics to shatter your schemes
the badder you seem, the more lies you tell
the more lies you sell, then by surprise you fell
into my deathtrap, right into my clutches
stupid, you know the god must bless every single mic he touches
i’ve suffered, just so i could return harder
wanna be the shit starter? fuck around, make you a martyr
i make ya famous, turn around and make ya nameless
cause you never understood to me how vital this rap game is
save it and hold that, you catch a hot one
rhymes chase a fake nigga down soon as i spot one
Chorus: gang starr samples, except where noted
–full clip–
–do you wanna mess with this?–
–gang starr–
–i’m one of the best yet–
–i’m nice like that–
"it’s all good" —> noreaga
–in this business of rep–
*repeat, change last line to: –so i suggest you take a rest–*
[guru]
so if you stand in my way, i’m gonna have to spray
learn that "if you come against me son your gonna have to pray"
since back in the day i held the weight and kept my head up
the wanna see the god catch an l itz all a set up
i give no man or thing power over me
why these niggaz so jealous and lookin sour, over me?
i’m bolder, g, i’m like impossible to stop
i’m like that nigga in the ring with you, impossible to drop
i’m like two magazine fully loaded to your one
plus i ain’t gonna quit spittin, nigga, till your done
plus, more than over, i got my whole shit together
more than a decade of hits, that’ll live forever
catchin rep off my name? your bound to fry
know how many niggaz that i know, is done to die
we never fail, and we ain’t never been frail
you niggaz talk crime, but you scared of jail
Chorus
[guru]
attackin like a slick apache lyrics are trigger happy
pullin back your wig piece just for the way your lookin at me
talk back, blaow! i hit you up right now
i don’t know why so many of y’all wanna be thugs anyhow
face the consequence, of your childish nonsense
i could make your head explode just by my lyrical content
get you in my scope and metaphorically snipe ya
i never liked ya, i gas that ass and then ignite ya
the flame thrower, make your peops afraid to know ya
how many times i told ya, "play your position" small soldier
my heart is colder, makes me wanna resort to violence
stop beatin me in the head son, nah, i’m not buyin it
i’m ready to blast, ready to surpass and harass
i’m ready to flip, yeah i’m ready to get with all that cash
i hold my chrome steady, with a tight grip
so watch your dome already cause this one might hit
Chorus
MOMENT OF TRUTH
[some jamaican gwal]
no matta wat we fyace
we mus face de moment of trut baybe
chorus: guru
they say it’s lonely at the top in whatever you do
you always gotta watch motherfuckers around you
nobody’s invincible no plan is foolproof
we all must meet our moment of truth
verse one: guru
the same sheisty cats that you hang with and do your thang with
could set you up and wet you up nigga peep the language
it’s universal, you play with fire it may hurt you
or burn you, lessons are blessings you should learn through
let’s face facts, although mc’s lace tracks
it doesn’t mean behind the scenes there ain’t no dirt to trace back
that goes for all of us, there ain’t nobody to trust
it’s like sabotage, it’s got me ready to bust
but i can’t jeapordize, what i have done up to this point
so i’ma get more guys, to help me run the whole joint
cultivate, multiply, motivate, or else we’ll die
you know i be the masterof the who what where and why
see when you’re shinin, some chumps’ll wanna dull ya
always selfish jealous punks, will wanna pull ya
down, just like some shellfish in a bucket
cause they love it, to see your ass squirm like a worm
but just as you’ll receive what is comin to you
everybody else is gonna get theirs too
i ain’t no saint, therefore i cannot dispute
that everyone must meet their moment of truth
chorus: guru
actions have reactions, don’t be quick to judge
you may not know the harships people don’t speak of
it’s best to step back, and observe with couth
for we all must meet our moment of truth
verse two: guru
sometimes you gotta dig deep, when problems come near
don’t fear things get severe for everybody everywhere
why do bad things happen, to good people?
seems that life is just a constant war between good and evil
the situation that i’m facin, is mad amazin
to think such problems can arise from minor confrontations
now i’m contemplatin in my bedroom pacin
dark clouds over my head, my heart’s racin
suicide? nah, i’m not a foolish guy
don’t even feel like drinking, or even gettin high
cause all that’s gonna do really, is accelerate
the anxieties that i wish i could alleviate
but wait, i’ve been through a whole lot of other shit, before
so i oughta be able, to withstand some more
but i’m sweatin though, my eyes are turnin red and yo
i’m ready to lose my mind but instead i use my mind
i put down the knife, and take the bullets out my nine
my only crime, was that i’m too damn kind
and now some skanless motherfuckers wanna take what’s mine
but they can’t take the respect, that i’ve earned in my lifetime
and you know they’ll never stop the furious force of my rhymes
so like they say, every dog has it’s day
and like they say, god works in a mysterious way
so i pray, remembering the days of my youth
as i prepare to meet my moment of truth
("you should know the truth
and the truth shall set you free" –> from _who’s gonna take the
weight?_)
verse three: guru
yo i got one lyric pointed at your head for start
another one, is pointed at your weak ass heart
now if i pull the trigger, on these fully loaded lines
you’re gonna wish i woulda pulled a black nine, i mack dimes
crack the spines of the fake gangsters
yeah the bitin triflin niggaz, and the studio pranksters
yo lookin at the situation plainly: will you remain g?
or will you be looked upon strangely?
i reign as the articulator, with the greater data
revolvin on the tascam much doper than my last jam
while others struggle to juggle, tricky metaphots
i explore more, to expose the core
a lot of mc’s, act stupid to me
and we have yet to see, if they can match our longevity
but anyway it’s just another day
another fake jack i slay with my spectac’ rap display
styles, smooth but rugged — you can’t push or shove it
you dig it and you dug it cause like money you love it
the king of monotone, with my own throne
righteously violent prone my words bring winds like cyclones
stormin your hideout, blockin out your sunlight
your image and your business, were truly not done right
throw up your he-allah-i now, divine saviors
you got no hand skills there’s no security to save ya
no pager, no celly, no drop top benz-y
i came to bring your phone hip-hop, to an ending
my art of war will leave you sore from the abuse
cause you must meet your moment of truth
first chorus
ROBBIN HOOD THEORY
[intro features elijah shabazz from muhammad mosque no. 7]
peace brother elijah
hey peace guru how you doin?
i’m maintainin
just been thinkin though man
about the situation for today’s youth man the seeds man
what’s your opinion on that?
mmm that’s strange i was thinkin the same thing
somethin i read in the holy qu’ran how it says
"has thou seen him who belies religion?
that is one who is rough, to the orphan."
and no matter what we say our religion is
whether it’s islam, christianity
juddaism, buddha-ism, old school-ism or new school-ism
if we’re not schooling the youth with wisdom
then the sins of the father will visit the children
and that’s not keepin it real…
that’s keepin it — wrong
chorus: guru
now that we’re gettin somewhere, you know we got to give back
for the youth is the future no doubt that’s right and exact
squeeze the juice out, of all the suckers power
and pour some back out, so as to water the flowers
this world is ours, that’s why the demons are leary
it’s our inheritance; this is my robbin hood theory… robbin hood
theory
verse one: guru
i seek sun, deceive none, for each one must teach one
at least one must flow and show the structure, of freedom
it’s me dunn, cause petty things we don’t need ‘em
let’s focus to create somethin great, for all that sees them
they innocent, they know not what they face
while politicians save face genius minds lay to waste
if i wasn’t kickin rhymes i’d be kickin down doors
creatin social change and defendin the poor
the god’s always been militant, and ready for war
we’re gonna snatch up the ringleaders send em home in they drawers
but first where’s the safe at? let’s make em show us
and tell em hurry up, give up the loot that they owe us
we bringin it back, around the way to our peeps
cause times are way too deep, we know the code of the streets
meet your defeat; this is my robbin hood theory… my robbin hood
theory
verse two: guru
i floss my rhymes like dentals, my mental’s presidential
from the wild ghetto districts to the plush resedential
essential, would be the message that i send you
i meant to, elevate at every venue
pops told me to pursue what is true, and nothing other
and nowadays i pave the way for troops of my young brothers
necessary by all means, sort of like malcolm
before it’s too late; i create, the best outcome
so i take this opportunity, yes to ruin the
devilish forces fuckin up my black community
and we ain’t doin no more interviews
til we get paid out the frame, like motherfuckin donahue
we’re taking over radio, and wack media
cause systematically they gettin greedier and greedier
conquering turfs with my ill organization
takin out the man while we scan the information
you wanna rhyme you best to wait son
you can’t even come near, if you ain’t got our share
you front on us this year, consider yourself blown out of here
yeah… by my robbin hood theory
chorus
verse three: guru
god is universal, he is the ruler universal
for those who can’t follow that spells guru when in my circle
i see all sides of my culture…
design my thoughts like a sculpture
and chumps they wanna get with me cause i’m another entity
i’m sent to be, leadin the army of the century
mention me, and snakes will retreat, eventually…
… due to my robbin hood theory
chorus
ITZ A SET UP
"we got news for ya" –> scratched by dj premier
Chorus: guru and hannibal
[guru] while they devise our demise, we grow wise
[hann] upset the set up, the element of surprise
[both] it’z a set up
[guru] it’s time to upset the set up
Verse one: guru
Though they conspire, fake us to make us retire
with the burning desire we make it out of the crossfire
thoughts are higher, elevating and focused
while the path is narrow, for those like us
primo beats provoke us to meditate like zen
with the will and the strength, of a million men
while they introspect, where nothing is met
it’s been that way for a while so much has come and then went
but i’m confident, a few, are due to redeem
their respective kingdoms, with an abundance of cream
so if i were to scheme, it would be on a realer dream
like formin effective teams to filter the smokescreens
you totin in jeans, don’t even know the true envy
the man i’m pickin apart, and plus they both were friends to me
past trivial pursuits like east and west coast feuds
come against me on the mic, many and most will lose
like most dudes, i love this hip-hop, and this rap stuff
but i don’t like the shows, where the ignorant act up
while some’ll be rippin it, they be in the crowd wildin
flippin on kids, for the chains and medallions
or the kid they don’t like, from a beef from way back
and decide that’s the night, perfect time for payback
it’s wack for the group, plus the others who came
to see a fat ass show, instead there’s bullets aflame
Chorus
Verse two: hannibal
Still waters run deep this is leagues in depth
quiet as kept they slept we crept
society puts the squeeze on mc’s like iron grips of death
from here on in peace and blessings long cherish your breath
gifted and rhyme u now how we do, stay true
follow through lay down the law, cause it’s probable and overdue
all systems overdue, my guns know me
i only hold a few my nigga for only a few hold me
never forget the ones before me, my momma told me
sacrifice for the ones behind me leadin the seeds
blind leads, black on black, crime to me
inclined to refine my creed i eat thinkin lead
conceive to make the beast bleed, enhance thoughts
like tossed trees ‘cross the earth three-fourths
let my offspring feed all three, corpus delectis cost me
lost and found on enemy ground, quoted although
they don’t know how we get down at sound speed we breed
mo more confined to blind greed and self destructive deeds
heed my freedom war cry, of course i’m n.y.
hug my peeps that died, the loved ones alive
reinforce and fly high as i lie so shall i
from new i to cali next plateau u.n.i.versal
unleash the black rain
show em who in control, electro-magnetic
pull on the hole, ill as toters bang out
til we sittin on swole the strongest way to grow
the only way i know, underground railroad on track
no physical or mental chain can shackle that
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