Gang Starr

Gang Starr - Jfk 2 Lax lyrics

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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
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Copyrights:

Author: Ellean Hendley, Frank Wilson

Composer: ?

Publisher: Noo Trybe Records

Details:

Released in: 1998

Language: English

Appearing on: Moment of Truth (1998)

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