Guru Freestyle lyrics

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Guru


[Guru]
Yeah, Gurizzi up in the house, Gang Starr forever
(Gang Starr) New York City. Mm-hmm
f*ck the fame and the bright lights and all that
(Yeah them f*ckin chicken-head b*tches) I'ma do this here

I come off like my sweatshirt when I'm workin' out
MC's be workin out, no doubt
You shouldn't come around cause I'll beat you down
To the ground with this lyrical four-pound
Yo, I'm right in your streets, like Urban Outreach
Rhyme perfection, injectin' like the doctor
Rocked ya, and then shot ya, bow-bow!
Whatever you've got, I got more
You're insecure, motherf*cker!
And now your facin', yes, your ultimate challenger
The Avenger, your fate is on my calendar
Notice this spirit I posess is more than holy
I'm Gifted Unlimited... f*ck the rest you n*ggas know me
My mic illuminates your whole spectrum
Crush your dome section, punks I wreck 'em, mics I bless 'em
I don't why, MC's would come and test the INI
Master of self, my wealth, is just my state of mind
I stack my loot, just for the rainy day
And you can pour out your forty, for rappers I slay
I bring the bounty back
And then I give my thanks for just being black
I got the knack, the rap format to bust your corpuscles
Piecing through your f*ckin' snorkel
Even if its goosed-down, you get run out of town
The apparatus gets blessed, suckers get put to rest
No more of the impure I got the cure for this mess
The wackness is spreadin like the plague
MC's they wanna get paid, but they can't make the f*ckin' grade
How many times are wanna be's gonna try?
Yo, they must wanna die cause they can't touch the knowledge I personify
I travel through the darkness, carrying my torch
The illest soldier, when I'm holdin' down the fort
For some time now, I held the scrolls and manuscripts
When I start to go all out, you be like, "damn, he flipped"
Now I'm sick, and fed up with bullsh*t
I got that lyrical Full Clip, givin' the verbal ass-whip
So don't trip, Its the Gifted one, spliff-ted one
Alias Bald Head Slick, why is n*ggas on my di-di*k?
Cause I be iller than a kamikaze pilot, don't try it
I'm about to start more than a f*ckin' riot
Styles unsurpassable, and knuckers thats suckers
Yo, the motherf*ckers is harassable
For I be speakin from my parables and carry you beyond
The mic's either a magic wand
Or its tragic like the havoc of a nuclear bomb
And I read your palm, no pulse your dead
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