MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
gang starr - 1/2 & 1/2
[Lil Fame]
Here comes the revolutionist executionist
Flip a triple six into three nines cause a crucifix
Each man holdin no man foldin
Coast is clear and Premier's in the green tank rollin
Prepare get on your post and stand clear
They wantin to shut us down but the home team's here
What? You act like you're sweet or something
This ain't no Desert Storm bullshit war we all dumpin
CODENAME, Jamel wit non-strap
Wit six clips of teflon, suited in camoflagued
Got kevlar helmets wit masses
Wearin mob gear in cause they try to infumigate us wit gases
MISSION--to seek and destroy
We were sent to get rid of you, make the situation critical
First Family will gradually, lift that ass up like gravity
And turn your body frame into a cavity
NFO--that's No Fair Ones
Watch me nine milly turn into a flare gun
Sparkin wit the same marksman
Known for gunnin and runnin and bombin
Wit the ?lyrics? squeeze of my gun barkin, YA HEARD!!
You know my family style
I'm goin out wit my gun in my hand like Big Mal
I ain't got nuttin to lose, so move on me if there's something to prove, fool
This is war
Chorus
"There's a war goin on outside no man is safe from" [Prodigy]
"So what you gonna do since you know now"
"There's a war goin on outside" "It's impossible to stop" [Guru]
[Guru]
This world's a twisted maze, but I got the swiftest blades
My swords they can slice and dice precise ways
Those who come against me, can get blazed, sprayed and laid
No trace, just a glimpse of my face, hittin the shade
You look up, there's a full moon in the sky
And all my would-be enemies, yeah they're soon to die
Livin in this warzone, we frequent fly at home
Many of us grow violent prone, ain't tryin to be dyin alone
So I'ma take the competition wit me, Lord forgive me
But a whole bunch, of blood-suckin punks, is out to get me
In a flash of a moment, I slash vital components
Tryin to scheme on me and my team bitch, you know we own this
We can scrap, wit guns, knives, chains and bats
Whatever baby, erase that ass quick fast off the map
Plus they better bring, medical attention after I swing my weapon
Won't be no recovery, no divine intervention
No prevention, from gettin hung in the streets where I'm from
'Nuff blood shed, this war's just begun
Chorus scratched and cut up 2x
[Billy Danze]
How many predators out there that want me
That's how I stand off, NOW
I come to diminsh every one of you blood suckers
Hands off, lay em down NOW
ALL CULPRITS, be alarmed
First Officer Danze reportin for 'Nam
When I'm bringin the storm, I'm all in
Yes I done stepped in the chest of many men
THEN AGAIN, it's a part of my persona like puff stumps and marijuana
IIAAAH, ?soutch? em out, FIRE
>From all angles, that's how we was trained
Either slay or be slain, it's in the game for my soul
To be as cold as the blood in my vein
Knowin my name, help niggas perform abnorm
FIRST FAMILY, let's get it on
Just keep in mind I'm a marksman, I'm sensitive about that there
So you better watch what you say to me, hear?
PLAY WIT EM fierce, know where to run
So I post and defend, forgive me Father I may sin
And thou shall remember the code of the street
(Hold heat), roll deep, (don't sleep) or you'll be murdered
Since I've arrived I learned how to survive on this earth
Holdin down this turf, now I declare WAR!!
"There's a war goin on outside no man is safe from"
"It's impossible to stop" (YEAH!)
"There's a war goin on outside" "It's impossible to stop"
"No man is safe" "There's a war goin on outside"
gang starr - 12 and 12
[Lil Fame]
Here comes the revolutionist, executionist
Flip a triple six into three nines, cause a crucifix
Each man holdin, no man foldin
Coast is clear and Premier's in the green tank rollin
Prepare, get on your post and stand clear
They wantin to shut us down but the home team's here
What? You act like you're sweet or something
This ain't no Desert Storm bullshit war, we all dumpin
CODENAME, Jamel wit non-strap
Wit six clips of teflon, suited in camoflagued
Got kevlar helmets wit masses
Wearin mob gear in cause they try to infumigate us wit gases
MISSION--to seek and destroy
We were sent to get rid of you, make the situation critical
First Family will gradually, lift that ass up like gravity
And turn your body frame into a cavity
NFO--that's No Fair Ones
Watch me nine milly turn into a flare gun
Sparkin wit the same marksman
Known for gunnin and runnin and bombin
Wit the ?lyrics? squeeze of my gun barkin, YA HEARD!!
You know my family style
I'm goin out wit my gun in my hand like Big Mal
I ain't got nuttin to lose, so move on me if there's something to prove, fool
This is war
Chorus
""There's a war goin on outside no man is safe from"" [Prodigy]
""So what you gonna do since you know now""
""There's a war goin on outside"" ""It's impossible to stop"" [Guru]
[Guru]
This world's a twisted maze, but I got the swiftest blades
My swords they can slice and dice precise ways
Those who come against me, can get blazed, sprayed and laid
No trace, just a glimpse of my face, hittin the shade
You look up, there's a full moon in the sky
And all my would-be enemies, yeah they're soon to die
Livin in this warzone, we frequent fly at home
Many of us grow violent prone, ain't tryin to be dyin alone
So I'ma take the competition wit me, Lord forgive me
But a whole bunch, of blood-suckin punks, is out to get me
In a flash of a moment, I slash vital components
Tryin to scheme on me and my team bitch, you know we own this
We can scrap, wit guns, knives, chains and bats
Whatever baby, erase that ass quick fast off the map
Plus they better bring, medical attention after I swing my weapon
Won't be no recovery, no divine intervention
No prevention, from gettin hung in the streets where I'm from
'Nuff blood shed, this war's just begun
Chorus scratched and cut up 2x
[Billy Danze]
How many predators out there that want me
That's how I stand off, NOW
I come to diminsh every one of you blood suckers
Hands off, lay em down NOW
ALL CULPRITS, be alarmed
First Officer Danze reportin for 'Nam
When I'm bringin the storm, I'm all in
Yes I done stepped in the chest of many men
THEN AGAIN, it's a part of my persona like puff stumps and marijuana
IIAAAH, ?soutch? em out, FIRE
>From all angles, that's how we was trained
Either slay or be slain, it's in the game for my soul
To be as cold as the blood in my vein
Knowin my name, help niggas perform abnorm
FIRST FAMILY, let's get it on
Just keep in mind I'm a marksman, I'm sensitive about that there
So you better watch what you say to me, hear?
PLAY WIT EM fierce, know where to run
So I post and defend, forgive me Father I may sin
And thou shall remember the code of the street
(Hold heat), roll deep, (don't sleep) or you'll be murdered
Since I've arrived I learned how to survive on this earth
Holdin down this turf, now I declare WAR!!
""There's a war goin on outside no man is safe from""
""It's impossible to stop"" (YEAH!)
""There's a war goin on outside"" ""It's impossible to stop""
""No man is safe"" ""There's a war goin on outside""
gang starr - 2 deep
Im 2 deep and yes much too complicated
My lines when stated are quite often underrated
So consider it a privilege to hear this
Those weak-minded opinions could never come near this
For my outlook on life is a profound view
Whil the suckers act down thinking that they sound new
Only a few sound true
Me and the crew know who
Cuz you see me and the fellas have been waiting for a while now
Giving you the time to get your wack-ass style down
You punks pop junk as if life is a fantasy
Knowing that hard is something you cant be
So you front but you could never call my bluff
Cuz youll catch hell youll get dealt with
Chorus
I never sleep
I always peep
Rhymes creep
Im 2 deep
Im 2 deep....
Verse two
I forgive you sike Im takin your life
Cuz you continue to disrespect so ima get trife
But then again I think Ill spare ya
Cuz I know tht all it takes one rhyme just to scare ya
See Im the holder of the key
Dont ask me if Im muslim dont say nothin to me
I said I was raised like one son I had two cousins
They pushed me to find myself or else they knew I wasnt
Gonna make it and then end up a statistic
My life was twisted I almost missed it
The chance yes the chance to make you feel good
I used to steal goods and fake my parents out real good
But now I got k-n-o-w-l-e-d-g-e of self cuz Im me
And the nation of islam has my support
Cuz they try to reeducate the ones who are lost
And the 5 percent nation takes other steps
To get through to brothers on the corners with the reps
And in the prison they give the brothers new visions
Of how we can gain wealth gain self esteem and dream
Of a total different scene I dress clean, stand lean
Say what I mean and Im out
Like a scout on a new route exhibitting clout
Chorus
Verse three
For right now yo my religion is rhyming
Perfect timing test the flow and climb in
Ansaar, sunnite, sheite, jihad
All must regard the times are hard
Unite or perish
Is the message I cherish
That goes for my people of all religions
If were all black why have so many divisions
Superficial factors are drawing us apart
Dont let it happen
Lets put some respect back in
So before I act I think cuz its the brink of destruction
Word corruption whats up son your gun is just one
And I just might have one
Or two or maybe even three or four
And plus an army of 100 or more
But violence is never my first choice
I come in peace to release the effect of my voice
Chorus
gang starr - 2 steps ahead
Chumps tryin me, but when they eyein me
I build in skills, and to enhance my chances
Im thrilled, to be involved with solvin
All the problems, with the way that the sound
Has gone down, so I frown at the scene
Where you be takin it, and like the winds of change
Ill be breakin it up, shakin it up
Clearing it out, airing it out, and bearing the clout
On my chest, like a crest that rests
On a tidal wave, only the good Ill save
When I plunge, and engulf the ones
Who arent sons, who converse with ? and make friends
Yo, I recommend that you get back there
And sit back there, contemplate, calculate
And concentrate on these rhymes, that I picked to stick
To your mind, and then Ill raise you straight
To the next phase, cause I will amaze
With much force, and like the power that comes
From the source, which is greater and stronger, of course
If you didnt know, I will tell you
That all the blind no-minds I give hell to
And if you comprehend what is said
Then youll be stayin two steps ahead
One, two steps ahead
One, two steps ahead
One, two
I cant work with, those jerks who front
With the mic, cause I never liked fabrications
Wack creations that lack authenticity
For some time in my mind Ive been wishin the
Fiends who do would just yield
And at the foot of my bed, I have kneeled
Thus revealed as a gift I have nurtured
And I hurt ya if youre not knowin
That the musical need is now growin
And like a man obsessed, I must
Go all out, show all out, blow all out
Throw all out, get on out of my path
Cause I laugh at the ones with no gas
I surpass the class to get geesed
Like the way the ballistics released
And I wont cease til I cap them
Or slap the saps with my rappin
Continue on with my journey
All the negative ones dont concern me
My eyes are wise, I got cause to live
Positive, have to give, every way
Every day of my life, so I fight for the right
And get hype, so heed what I feed
And get fed, then youll be livin two steps ahead
One, two steps ahead
One, two steps ahead
One, two
Im way ahead of you, yes Im on top
Its me instead of you, with the lyrics you fear it
So get near it, and then youll hear it clear
And concise, cause I paid the price to be
Talking here, rocking there, shocking here
Stop and stare, then compare if you wish
Because the others fess, I insist
So I will assist you to blend with this
Bend with this, tend with this, fend with this
As I ascend with my orals
You define and defy with high morals
And at the spot I will stop to throw darts
At the ones who proclaim with no aim
Cause they dont hold the fame, theyre on mine
And since Im well inclined and divine
I will have to ask you to come in
Move along with the tongue and the drummin
Progress and let the blessings be read
And youll be staying two steps ahead
One, two steps ahead
One, two steps ahead
One, two
gang starr - above the clouds
(guru)
Myself lord and master
Shall bring disaster to evil factors
Demonic chapters shall be captured
By kings
Through the storms of days after
And to the earth from the sun
Through triple darkness to blast ya
With a force that cant be compared
To any fire power
For its mind power shared
The brainwave causes vessels to circulate
Like constellations reflect at night
Off the lake
Word to the father and mother earth
Seeking everlasting life through this hell
For what its worth
Look listen and observe
And watch another sea cycle
Pullin my peeps to the curb
Heed the words
Its like ghetto style proverbs
The righteous man sacrifice
To get what they deserve
Cannot afford to be confined to a cell
Brainwaves swell
Turning a desert to a well
Experience the best teacher
Thoughts will spring like streetsweepers
Little daddy street preacher
Illustrious feature
Narrator you select
Accompanied by deck plus the dj you respect
Seven and a half combined
Over the frontline
The ten percenters
Promotin slander in the air time
Bear in mind
Jewels be the tools of the trade
Sharp blades heavenly praise
And dues are paid
Above the crowds above the clouds
Where the sounds are original
Infinite skills create miracles
Warrior spiritual
Above the clouds raining down
Holdin it down
(inspectah deck)
I leave scientists mentally scarred
Triple extra large
Wild like rock stars
Who smash guitars
Poison bars from the gods
Bust holes in your mirage
And catch a charge
Shake em down like the riot squad
Invade your zone
Ruined like ancient rome
I span the universe and
Return to earth to claim my throne
The maker owner
Plus sole controller
Ayatollah rest in the sky
The clouds my sofa
Stand like colossus
Regardless to whom or what
Numerous attempts at my life
So who to trust
Who but us
To supply ya with the fire
The burning truth
150 absolute proof
On the mic like moses
Smokin golden la
Survivor of the oldest tribe
Whose soldiers die
I know the five families
Who shed tears and more
But our hands are on the ammo
Cause the battles still on
Sound the horn
We come rumblin through the function
Precise laser beam technique
To touch something
When we die hard
They build a monument to honor us with
Humongous effect in the world
We couldve conquered it
Above the crowds above the clouds
Where the sounds are original
Infinite skills create miracles
Warrior spiritual
Above the clouds raining down
Holdin it down
gang starr - all 4 tha cash
"Take the money never have to run" (3X)
"Here's how it goes.."
[Guru]
All for the cash man, niggaz'll be ready to blast man
Mad hoes, 'll be quick, to give up the ass man
Traitors, they'll be robbing your stash man
Don't wanna end up like the last man
If the price is right, niggaz can get trife awright
They plot and they scheme, all day and all night
And they might even get elaborate enough
to plan the illest kind of crime, fuck the average stuff
Like this chick who was kickin it, with this baller
Pretendin that she loved him, only really loved dollars
Holla'd at his man so they could, rendezvous
Said to his man, "Forget him, I'm fond of you"
So after the screw, she put him down with her plan
The utmost betrayal, this nigga's down with her man
But the sex changed everything, they conspired to snake him
Talked about the best time, and best way, they could take him
While in bed, she told him just where her man kept his dough
She said, "Yo, tonight he's bout to cop some blow
And I know, there's at least, 50 grand to show
Bring a gat, wear a mask, and come through the window
I'll leave it open for you, he won't never know
So run in, grab the money, later on, you and I can flow
If we do this shit right, he won't fight
Break out with the cash and stay your ass out of sight"
So the nigga sat back, but little did he know
he was about to ruin his life over a silly hoe
And really though, the whole shit went wrong
Cause when he came through the window and pulled out it was on
Money they was gon' rob was high, on some shit
Dukes with the mask, told him, "Run your shit"
He said, "Fuck that shit!" So they tussled n shit
Then BLAOW, the burner spit, a
gang starr - alongwaytogo
Guru: chorus 1(2x):
Its alongwaytogo, when you dont know where youre going
You dont know where youre going when youre lost (lost)
Guru:
What you need is more direction and get yourself some protection
I thought by now that you have learned your lesson
Im stressin points and slammin all joints you call the real shit
Correct shit, you know the busta way you feel shit
Baby, I still dont think you understand
You lose the game, we get more props than dan...rather
And it dont matter cuz when you flinch, youre weak
So imma step just to speak about the counterfeit, unlegit type of people
Those cellophane ones, the ones that you can see through
Its poetic justice cuz Im mad with a pact
So precise, my insight will take flight in the night
And in the daytime, cuz I dont come up with corny rhymes
Im too devoted to the concept of gettin mine
So heres the deal like shaquille oneal
If you dont know what youre doing, how the hell can you be real?
Chorus 2 (2x):
(scratching)(q-tip from check the rhime)how far must you go to gain
Respect? um...
Guru:
Now in 93, realistically you should be...well aware of all the evils out
There
Its like a jungle sometimes. you get the message?
You got to rumble sometimes, its gettin hectic
Emotions run deep, as times run out
Solutions...its time to find some out
So according to me, suckers are barred
>from obstructing my discussion cuz I rhyme too hard
You take a wiff like a spliff here, like some fresh air
I came to claim shit this year (this year)
So take a stroll down the walkway, or hallway, or runway
Fuck with us, kid, youll pay
I slay...and yo, Im still on the expressway
I kick my essay, then you know we dont play
So pray down on your knees, g
Cuz its the best way, yes, the best way, cuz...
Chorus 1 (2x):
Chorus 2 (2x):
Guru:
Theres a large amount of wack crews. for them, I got bad news
Time to pay your dues, you fools
Im like express mail, with the script that hits
Like the third rail, when I shock the spot, its hot
>from the rays of the sun
Original one the prophet sent to become
A law giver, cuz you shiver when I quiz ya
All about the real neccessities of life
All about the game and all about the name
G to the a to the n to the g starr
We know who we are, but do you know who you are?
(richard pryor: you go down there looking for justice, thats what you
Find, just us)
Chorus 1: (4x)
Chorus 2: (4x)
gang starr - as i read my s-a
Parahraphs, portraying my viewpoint
So stay attentive, cause this is a new joint
From the g-a-n-g with the info
Lyrical elements emerge from the intro
Forming a poetic mass over pathetic trash
Other writers are outclassed
Surpassed by the words and the wit
Rhymes fit and hit cause thats how we designed it
Page for page, we are the new age
Dope in the videos and dope when were on stage
Commanding respect with my ink pen while suckers are sinking
As Im keeping them thinking
Narrating phrases of value, and I can see now you
Relate to what I create
From back in the days of my youth, Ive looked for the truth
And yo my rhymes are the real proof
New heights and new realms have been reached
By use of my speech along with one of premiers beats
So listen and well show you the best way
And then sway, as I read my s-a
Worshipful words giving insight, so just be observant
So you can get this right
My oratory gift is abundant, so dazzling to minds
That you should come get
A glimpse of the one who puts wimps out of work
The script is a mess and they dress like theyre jerks
Beyond them, is where Ill be dwellin
The guru will tell em, why their records aint sellin
Placin my fingers on the tool, I runaway all fools
When Im dispersin a verse
Think of an enjoyable moment, then boogie your body
Cause this party I own it
The origin of this is on paper
Vibes will ascend from my mind to each line
I go with the flow as I show expertise
The powers increase as my voice hits the streets
Then gripping your soul with authority
I pour these rhymes in a cup so drink up
And then I might bring another round
Watch the sound pound from the floor to the ground
And keep aware, cause well show you the best way
And then sway, as I read my s-a
gang starr - bi vs friendship
[guru]
It's like, a friendship, and a business partnership
And, we have to always be concious of the difference
Between em; because y'know, some things can happen
That'll ruin one or the other, so
We alwa-we always stay concious of those things
Those obstacles that can, y'know trip us up
Because we ain't trying to go out like that
*primo scratching fades in gradually*
"friends" "business" (repeat 3x)
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhrahhahhh!!!
C'mon! motherfucker! yeah! ...
Gangstarr! gangstarr! m.o.p.
Ghetto people!
[guru]
Son you're supposed to be my man, but you ain't wise enough to realize
This is b.i., see i wanna taste the whole cake
Some things in this industry, shit be so fake
Make no mistake, if you're my man you'd understand
About the plan, to stack hundreds of grands (that's right!)
And how to stand, on much more acres of land
And to expand from the days of goin hand to hand
So like i was ceo i do my thing son
And turn this underground rap thing to my kingdom
Release a fistful, of rhymes for the fiscal year
Mc's are wishful fuckin with this here
They stuck with the tear, for fear they foresake a brother's love
It's clear -- i'd have to be the better man i'm thinkin
The 7th letter man ain't got no time for petty speakin (uhh)
So we go our seperate ways i see the fork in the road
I know i blessed you with a portion of gold
And some good fortune to hold, so keep that
While i keep it movin, just like truckloads
Of interstate cargo, taxin niggaz like u.s. embargoes
You my man like i said so all the best
You shoulda known we do shit differently than all of the rest
Can't afford to let a link be, loose in the chain
It's time for us to get mad more, juice in the game
You're buggin son (that's right) that's word to billy and fame
So i'ma stay the game, that we play to win (yeah!)
So i don't care what you say to her or say to him
The object son, is to excel and lead
And niggaz be bluffin fallin for nothin but greed
Chorus: m.o.p. and guru
[m.o.p.] if it's animosity
[guru] let me know
[m.o.p.] if you plottin to stop my dough
[lil' fame] time to go!
[m.o.p.] gangstarr, m.o.p. nigga
[billy danze] tryin to blow!
[m.o.p.] if you my man you could understand!
*repeat 2x*
[lil' fame]
I'm true to myself y'all, and i'm a down ass nigga!
So don't fool yourself, clown ass nigga!
I always been the type of cat that'll put it on ya
Since back in the days when laze snatched me off the corner
And every since then, the whole game changed
Everybody's against, lil' ass fame
They wanna see me stretched out with my back smokin
Left for dead in the street with my back opened
So i don't keep friends i just roll with
Niggaz i was raised with, went out in a blaze with
In the penile, to b.ville, down to grayson
And we thick together, in these last days kid
So i don't have what you call friends
Cause when it's on then they gone in the end!
But i'ma handle my business indeed
Cause niggaz be bluffin fallin for nothin but greed!
Chorus
[billy danze]
Hey yo what happened to the love soldier? it never crossed my mind
That you would doubt my love inside and test my pride
I divide, anything that i got
With my m.o.p. staff -- we all and we out!
To the first family loyalty, is no game
We them type of niggaz that, money won't change
We all aim, for the big picture
But to me it don't mean shit if your dogs ain't witcha
I sacrifice my main arteries -- why nigga?!
Ain't nobody never loved me, like my niggaz
See my business is my friendship and my friendship is my business
Can i get a witness?! (preach on nigga!)
Hey yo we went through all out wars, half-assed tours
Travelled 'cross this land with heavy contraband
(see you my man!) and you ain't never got to
Second guess or question the love of william danze (sho' nuff!)
I am invaluable, to my niggaz
Cause they all rest there in thirty-two -- better than nothin!
Think of william when they start bustin, i hold you down
(when them body parts pop up cousin) i'll be around!
"friends" "business" (repeat 6x to fade)
gang starr - bys
Im like a sniper rhymesll strike ya when Im rockin
Mad chicks be jockin when the g starrs talking
And thats 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
Mcs wanna be me so they keep askin
For me to teach em methods both slow and fast
And others wanna act as if theyre better
But they only got one style which aint all that clever
Im cooler than wind, harder than cold steel
I get the ladies with more than just sex appeal
A mystic psychic scanning all your thoughts
Ill touch your soul and make your brain feel caught
When my rapture traps ya and makes you mine
Youll submit to the gift and to the lyrical lines
So suckers realize that the size is too large
When I come through Im pullin whole crews cards
I be wreckin correct and on the gangster tip
Mcs who front: imma gonna burst your shit
I wonder do you love it enough
Im 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 Im true
Do what you want to but watch yourself though duke
I dont wanna hear all of that loud mouthing
Try to pull yours out when nothing comes out
Then youll see why you cant compete with me
The notorious guru of the gang you see
Starr stands for power like I said before
Im 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
Ill be revealing that youre weak to the world if you wish
And I insist that if you persist
Then you get creamed, cuz imma get real steamed
So dont you try to flex and try to look all mean
Heyo check it thats dead thats it
Cuz all you phony ass rappers imma 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 locked up or maybe you locked out
Cuz at the battle last time you snuck out
But now Im rolling over you full blast
Im here to let you know no longer will the bull last
Mcs telling lies and poppin all those myths
Keep on fakin moves and imma...
gang starr - battle
[scratched: "What? You wanna battle ME?"]
[scratched: "Yo man, how much money you got?"]
[scratched: "What? You wanna battle ME?"]
[scratched: "Yo man, how much money you got?"]
[Guru]
I used to guzzle 40's, and own a beat up Caddy
Since the hood still love me, I'll turn the heat up daddy
I went from mackin fly honies on the train
to straight relaxin on the beach, countin money gettin brain
Soon as you rappers get a chance you wanna floss a lot
You buy a iced out watch because it cost a lot
Then you in the club, stylin with dough
Profilin with hoes that we boned, a while ago
You rookies haven't done enough laps around the track
You had one hot single, but then your album sounds wack
Son you bore me with your war stories
You ain't even do that shit, so that's just more stories
How you expect us to take you seriously?
The look in my eye punk, has got you scared of me
I'm blastin your sons, I'm snatchin your funds
You catch a royal ass-whoopin, you've been askin for one
[scratched: "I'm bout to slap rappers around and bruise the game"]
"What.. what?" [scratch: "We thorough to the end"]
"Yo man.." "You know the drill"
[scratched: "I'm bout to slap rappers around and bruise the game"]
"What.. what?" [scratch: "You wanna battle me?"]
"Yo man.." "How much money you got?"
[Guru]
Bitch you don't even know, the half about me
I bring it straight to your chest, ask your staff about me
I'm just a little bit older, plus a whole lot wiser
I might advise ya, or I might pulverize ya
I can visit any city, get respect in the street
While you alone in your room, shook to death of the streets
I'll take a second to speak, I keep my weapon in reach
I ain't talkin romance but you'll get swept off your feet
I keeps a ghetto chick, that loves to blast and she peddle shit
Groupies fake moves, I get her to settle shit
You can't compare to the status right here
Legendary worldwide, we can battle right here
Listen junior, I'ma tear back your wig
This ain't TV but I'll show you what a "Fear Factor" is
Stop grillin me, and all that frontin is killin me
You leave me no choice but to hurt your feelings G
[scratched: "I'm bout to slap rappers around and bruise the game"]
"What.. what?" [scratch: "You wanna battle me?"]
"Yo man.." "How much money you got?"
"What.. what?" [scratch: "We thorough to the end"]
"Yo man.." "You know the drill"
[scratched: "I'm bout to slap rappers around and bruise the game"]
[scratched: "I'm bout to slap rappers around and bruise the game"]
[scratch: "We thorough to the end"*}
[scratched: "I'm bout to slap rappers around"]
"You know the drill"
[scratch: "We thorough to the end"]
[scratched: "I'm bout to slap rappers around and bruise the game"]
"You know the drill"
gang starr - betrayal
Intro(phone conversation):
Yo what up son?
-yo what up kid?
Yo, you holdin your head up?
-Im tryin to man, but the system is shady
Word man they always man, they always tryin
To keep a good brother down, but Im sayin
We still, you know we got love for you son
And we prayin for you and we, you know
We tryin to hold it down wh
You know while you in there man
-no question
Hopefully they wont keep you in there for too long
-yeah, for real, I sure love be out in a minute, you know?
-but you know what I want you to kid? you know what would
-be the bomb man?
Whats that?
-you need to do some shit with face man
-bomb on niggaz, be shady man
Scarface?
-yeah man
Yo thats my nigga, yaknowwhaimean
-scarface is tight son
Yo thats a good idea word is bond
Im gonna talk the play in tomorrow(yeah) and
See about if we could hook up wit him
-thats proper
Hook: guru
Scandalous, money greed and lust
In this trife life, there aint nobody you can trust
Plus theres no justice, its just us
In fact, watchin yo back it be must
And each and everyday around the way gats bust
And jealous so-called friendsll try to set you up
Its called betrayal
Verse 1: guru
Check the horror scene
The kid was like twelve or thirteen
Never had the chance like other kids to follow dreams
Watched his father catch two in the dome and to the spleen
Nothin but blood everywhere, these streets are mean
They spared his life, but killed his moms and his sister jean
Of course over some drug shit
Hi spops was on some ill-out, spill your guts, on some thug shit
Didnt know his boys was on some shady ass no love shit
His pops got played out though, with silencers they laid him out yo
Took his stash and all the cash and left em, tied up on the couch yo
With tape over his mouth, so he couldnt cry out
Cause his dad was the nigga with clout
Survival of the fittest so they split his wig no doubt
Despite the stocking caps he noticed the same cat, who used to give him doe
And taught him, to use the same gat
Supposed to be an uncle,fam and all that
He could tell it was him cause he wore the same slacks, he wore when
He took him to meadowlands racetrack
Why did he flip and go out like that?
Its called betrayal
Hook
Verse 2: scarface
A betrayal
Punk ass niggas
Its called betrayal
He on a mission to become a ball player
Flip big benzs, flossin all gators
Had it all mapped out,6-8,12th grader
Fresh outta school, he fin to go lay paper
He had abrother who was hustlin collectin his change
Never let his baby brother stick his neck in the game
Told him all he had to do is just enjoy the ride
And he aint have to worry about money cause thats in time
So now hes pacin as the time moves slowly
Cant wait to face shaquille in the paint and school kobe
Kept his grades and stayed up under naighborhood functions
And then a group of knuckleheads came through dumpin
So now hes sittin on the sidewalk bleedin
Fell into a puddle of his own blood and stopped breathin
And everybody in the neighborhood still grievin
But destiny caught up with his ass and he got even
And all the cryin in the world aint goin to bring him back
His brother, sittin at the wake wipin tears from his mothers eyes
Whyd the game have to go and take the young boys life
Only the wicked live shife, payin the price
While hes starin at the shell
His brothers soul wants hell the trigger man made bail
And you, wouldnt pay the boys mail, and sacrificed the fuckin family
Thats betrayal
Betrayal
gang starr - beyond comprehension
Expanding the depth of your brainpower
Ours is a better gift, not to be bragging nor lolligagging
I can see dimensions of sound and light around my mic
Transmitting lyrics like teletype
Reacting to a beat in a whisper
And like a transistor, Im sounding dope when Im crisper
The shortest length between two points is a straight line
Ive gotta take mine, I heard it through the grapevine
That some cant find hype lines (hype lines...)
And so Im smothering, over my prey I am hovering
Suckers Im shoving at the same time covering
You with the blanket of some language thats distinguished
How swift can I get? you ask and Ill tell
For I can excel real well like a gazelle
Past your head, Im grabbin abstract thought
Like some gain glory, while others get no part
I feel for the hurt ones, the victims of wrong deeds
Awareness is key, our people have strong needs
Science, math, history theology
Philosophy psychology english and biology
Et cetera, and all of these have a purpose
But genocide makes me nervous
So many questions, many opinions to mention
And damn (damn...) this jams beyond comprehension
Like planets in orbit, we ride the life cycle
Some take a rifle on the street cause it seems neat
Whatever turns you on I guess, thats why vests are in season
Ill do my show then Im leavin
Id rather be blastin dope sounds on the other side of town
Than be there when they close the place down
But anyway, everyday, theres another way
For a person to just flip, so a brother may
Simply go buckwild, get crazy and mad
I know the struggle my father had
Poetry it comes from within, and will always win
Hold captive bodies from end to end
And at a party, Ill survey then slay with the quickness
Displaying the fitness
Easing the mind and relieving the tension
And singing my own song... thats beyond comprehension
gang starr - blowin up the spot
[Guru]
Ah so now ya got me pissed off blast off lift off
Time for me to twist off a vocal fist off
Into your domepiece homepeace i heard your chick wants to bone me
I get wild like rugby respected like bugsy
Don't even ask me cause i'm livin lovely
Born to succeed foes bleed true indeed
The oral combat will romp that your one of my seeds
When i first busted on the scene
Nigga you knew i had more than a gangsta lean
I mean my lean is gangsta though so check it
I'll stick an mc for his spot and sign in blood on his wack record
Boo-ya-ka, to your face as i ruin ya
Clown ya, dumbfound ya, while i'm screwin the
Fuck out cha girl as she steps into my world
I'm not the tallest, but that ass i'll polish
And if the hooker runs her mouth she gets cut off
But then you'll sweat her, cause like my leather you're butter soft
Your style stinks kid, ya garbage
And if you keep talkin shit, i'ma make ya pay homage
Cause the g to the u to the r-u, came too far to
Let you slide through, rhymes will scar you
And who the fuck are you anyway?
I catch more wreck in a minute than if you rhyme for ten days
Throw the cash in the pot
You betta dash nigga, cause i'm blowin up the spot
"i'm bout to blow the fuck up"
* premier scratches *
[guru]
No ex-capin the explosion, those who are dozin, i close in
Set the thermostat at sub-zero, they're frozen
Extreme temperatures from my mic, stuns amateurs
Unable to conquer the gang, i ain't mad at cha
Peace to jeru, the big shug and the group home
Keepin it real, no playin niggaz or chrome
I'm way past the kid shit, brothers already did shit
You want some props? yo dog, here's a biscuit
I'm a smooth nigga and my groove's bigga, move nigga
And we don't care who's wit cha, got the picture?
And you don't wanna hear the burners go pop
Gang starr motherfucker, what, blowin up the spot
"i'm bout to blow the fuck up"
* premier scratches *
[guru]
I go from one format then switch to the next
Reflex sets the pitch vocals rip through projects
Crazy shouts are heard all around
Cause the gangstarr sound carries more weight per pound
I got some brand new timbs, so emcees sing new hymns
You betta repent, come correct, represent
Or get stomped, smacked and slapped, cap peeled back
I got you open, and now you cling to my sac
Get off, hands off, stay off, you're way off
You rookie motherfuckers it's the finals not the playoffs
I'll break you up into particles, to small pieces
Because your brain is miniscule
You little fool, come learn the tools of the trade
I made the rules so go to school and get played
Just when you're thinkin that your jam is hot
Up steps the niggaz who be blowin up the spot
gang starr - brainstorm
[guru]
One two checka, get, down and dirty
And my sounds are worthy of respect
So ima flex my text just like a, major takeover
Chumps pass the mic over
Growin more and more nervous when I serve this ass whoopin
Comin straight out of brooklyn, baldhead from the old school
Born to rule with more class than billy dee
To a pussy emcee, you know a wuss emcee
Im like his worst nightmare when Im on my killin spree
Pick the vic, who will it be?
[guru *sings*]
Your vote may hold the key
Its up to you, tell us true
Wholl be, herb of the day?
[guru]
And your fake, you break, when suckers choose, they lose
Im like lethal, to you and your people
Its like an outrage, when punks step on stage
With the weak show, weak flow, and still make dough
So ima take dough from em, and then stum em
Teach em how to really get biz like this
Me and my gangs gonna swarm... brainstorm
Get on it
[guru]
It takes at least, two to tango, so you can get strangled
From any angle, as I get buck on ducks
All the, sexy girlies wanna push up close to
The man with the most who dont flaunt his ego
Some motherfuckers aint as gifted
Not everyone can move the crowd and uplift it
Im swift with the shit like a bullets trajectory
So dont stand next to me
Its like a, warm sensation when my shells hit
You were wrong, you know what you did so you fell quick
To the pavement, no signs of body movement
See I knew it, yo I had to do it
And its, cool to duel but dont slip up fool
Cause ima leave you dead and stinkin like a sesspool
And all the chicks know whats goin on
Cause baby, there aint no sunshine when Im gone
And you can beg for me to stay and parlay
But sorry, I gots to go, got bills to pay
See by nature Im godly
When I touch the mic, its never too hard for me
To let out, a mastermind of mad clout
Huh, me and my gangs gonna swarm... brainstorm
Get on it
[guru]
Im gonna get ya
You might be bigger than me, so ima wet ya
Come into your house to douse it with the
Malatov cocktail, I wont fail
Burn out your eyeballs, and leave a note in braille
So what the fuck you gonna do?
Yea I know I used to act relaxed but now Im cuckoo
Come into my darkest deepest thoughts
We fought I won, and now youre caught and bein tortured
Water pellets dripped upon your forehead
But you cant move, because youre tied up
Your times up...
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