Iand'm like a sniper rhymesand'll strike ya when iand'm rockin
mad chicks be jockinand' when the g starrand's talking
and thatand'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
mcand's wanna be me so they keep askin
for me to teach and'em methods both slow and fast
and others wanna act as if theyand're better
but they only got one style which ainand't all that clever
iand'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
iand'll touch your soul and make your brain feel caught
when my rapture traps ya and makes you mine
youand'll submit to the gift and to the lyrical lines
so suckers realize that the size is too large
when i come through iand'm pullinand' whole crews cards
i be wreckinand' correct and on the gangster tip
mcand's who front: immaand' gonna burst your shit
i wonder do you love it enough
iand'm steppinand' 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 forgettinand' that to myself iand'm true
do what you want to but watch yourself though andquot;dukeandquot;
i donand't wanna hear all of that loud mouthing
try to pull yours out when nothing comes out
then youand'll see why you canand't compete with me
the notorious guru of the gang you see
starr stands for power like i said before
iand'm like the doctors cure slicker than roger moore
i slide up to a crab mc like this
tap and'em in the head with my mic like this
iand'll be revealing that youand're weak to the world if you wish
and i insist that if you persist
then you get creamed, cuz immaand' get real steamed
so donand't you try to flex and try to look all mean
heyo check it thatand's dead thatand's it
cuz all you phony ass rappers immaand' 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 iand'm rolling over you full blast
iand'm here to let you know no longer will the bull last
mcand's telling lies and poppinand' all those myths
keep on fakinand' moves and immaand'...
