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[Guru]

From jump street I thump beats, that's bangin in the streets

See now my cypher's complete

I got each of my brothers on my side, right and left

Who's next to flex, I get more thrills than sex

Microphone is like a loaded mac

Who's that there that's tryin to hold us back?

I don't think so, we attack the premises

I'm like your nemesis, devils better remember this

Yo, the G-U-R-U, of the Gang, can always hang

I'll string you out, with the dope that I sling

And you can't touch it, when I'm goin off

And crazy shouts, to my niggaz up North

Although you're locked down, you're still on my mind

So rewind selector, rewind rewind

I'm kickin shit off my dome

I puff the chalice with dread feel the steel the real the chrome

Me and my fam take this rap shit serious

New York to L.A., and you niggaz best to fear this

(repeat 2X)

[Lil' Dap]

Aiyyo spark up the mic, little shorty on some wild shit

I'll pull your file, walk down the streets without a smile

Kid shit is gettin hectic, I'm packin a mac-10

Niggaz wanna check it, I'm thirsty for action

Ninety-five shit is real gotta pack my steel

Just in case a nigga try to kill me, chill

I ain't goin out like that

I bust enough caps in backs, and other niggaz they be fakin jacks

Best what, to back up, before you get smacked up

You act up, reload the clip, now back up

Straight up, don't let me break fool because you lose...

Me and my fam, take this rap shit serious

New York to L.A., and you niggaz best to fear this

(repeat 4X)

[Big Shug]

I sit back, and watch MC's take freefalls

Bounce em off walls, like Superball

Stand tall, and terrorize MC's

All the ones who wanna be like me

You can't get with the exquisite shit I kiddick

You get caught up, like Ted Kennedy, in Chappaquidick

You can't roll with my flavor or style

I outlast MC's by miles, and I got

the hot, style that pops

I'm givin hardrocks body shots when I rock

You can't even test me, no matter how hard you try

Fuck Around Lay Around punk, do or die

I'm back again, the roughneck nigga from Boston

When I swing, I got mad drama that I bring

The crews, all back me up

And we come to rip cause our shit's too rough, yeah!

Me and my fam, take this rap shit serious

New York to L.A., and you niggaz best to fear this

(repeat 4X)

[Big Shug] Uhh

[Lil' Dap] Yeah, baby pah like this

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