Gang Starr

Gang Starr - Premier The Guru lyrics

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 (premier scratches "the guru")



It's '89mineI'm keithy e. the guru

Premier is here with the flairwe're running to you

Bust your grill with skillas we build and fulfill

I drop the wisom to quiz themwith precision we drill

We're kicking wannabes down cause we're gonna be down

We're moving on with the soundsee we're gonna be around

For a long timeI kick the strong rhymes

You're empty-handed and stranded cause you were standing in the wrong line

This is not the fate is for sure a pure pen

The gift is hitting home on your dome because we meant it

You'll need a graffitidon't heed and you'll be bleeding

We'll rip youand ship you back and you'll be repeating

The progressand I guess that you should be told now

Lo and behold how the stroll I unfold now

Knowledgewisdomand peace are what I'm true to

In the rear is premierand I'm the guru



(premier scratches)



I sound greater because I'm head of the comittee

I chill in new york cityI'm wittyso get me

To brooklynso I can ill and peace no joke

You slow pokeyou'll go brokeyou're rhymes ain't all that dope

So take a backseatwith all your wack beats

This is the one phase of my rage and onstage I slap eats

For you to try to steal thisI will reveal this

Like a prophetI'll drop itpremier will start to seal

This coffin to be chewingyou soft and you'll be doing

A dance with some ants in the groundyou clowns be chewing

But you could never get thisthe talents we've been blest with

So many different ways to phraseyou shouldn't mess with the guru



(premier scratches)



So here's the verdictcause all you suckers know you're booty

You're played outyou'll fade outI doubt that you can do me

We ain't having no gabbingwhen I be grabbing and jabbing

In your ear like a spear prepare your body for battling

Cause you've been preparing to moveyou'll be certain to lose

Open your eyes upwise up while I work with the groove

To teach your next schoolwho'll be the next fool? 

That I can stomp down with compound nouns but like a pestule

Come back with dumb rapsthen like a tech inside

I'll take you out your misery you ought to step aside

Your weak rapyou speak that yang so imma clue you

The dj's name is premierand I'm the guru



I'm telling you'89 is mine. peace!                      
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