Glowing Mics (Founders RMX) Gang Starr (Ft. Big Shug)
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[Intro]
Yeah
I destroy the mic for my glow
You know we gotta do it again, Shug
You know— You— You know— (The founding fathers)
You know it's backwards to go against God, dawg (Remix)
I destroy the mic for my glow (Yes)
You— You— You know it's backwards to go against God, dawg (That's right)
That explains how we rock (Guru, talk to 'em)
[Chorus: Guru]
Mister Gang Starr, I make it do what it do
So true, classic like the Fu Manchu
Now, you cowards see I'm holdin' the title (Yeah)
Married to the game, son, you know that I'm vital (Aha)
Your shit's weak, you ain't true to this
I'm the embodiment of real, I paid my dues in this
Mister Gang Starr (Word), a hip-hop phenom
The bomb, these misfits just don't belong
[Verse 1: Guru]
Off-top, I go for the head pop
You got your chest protected, so you still get dropped
Bedrock, just like Barney and Fred
Mister Gang Starr, comin' with a army of heads
Your charm is now dead, they tired of you
I ain't even gonna ask what you were tryna do
I'm fryin' a few domes just like I do catfish
Got 'em doin' backflips, this ain't gymnastics
This drastic for foes, I got 'em walkin' on tippy toes
Ballerina style, you don't wanna see the ninas, child
Meanwhile, mister Gang Starr relates
Not commercial, yet still I'm one of the greats
Controversial like your favorite emcee debates
I'm classic like a break comin' straight out the crate
Fresh out the gate again, time to fill my plate again
It's mister Gang to the Starr, I'm the latest trend (Common)
Yeah
I destroy the mic for my glow
You know we gotta do it again, Shug
You know— You— You know— (The founding fathers)
You know it's backwards to go against God, dawg (Remix)
I destroy the mic for my glow (Yes)
You— You— You know it's backwards to go against God, dawg (That's right)
That explains how we rock (Guru, talk to 'em)
[Chorus: Guru]
Mister Gang Starr, I make it do what it do
So true, classic like the Fu Manchu
Now, you cowards see I'm holdin' the title (Yeah)
Married to the game, son, you know that I'm vital (Aha)
Your shit's weak, you ain't true to this
I'm the embodiment of real, I paid my dues in this
Mister Gang Starr (Word), a hip-hop phenom
The bomb, these misfits just don't belong
[Verse 1: Guru]
Off-top, I go for the head pop
You got your chest protected, so you still get dropped
Bedrock, just like Barney and Fred
Mister Gang Starr, comin' with a army of heads
Your charm is now dead, they tired of you
I ain't even gonna ask what you were tryna do
I'm fryin' a few domes just like I do catfish
Got 'em doin' backflips, this ain't gymnastics
This drastic for foes, I got 'em walkin' on tippy toes
Ballerina style, you don't wanna see the ninas, child
Meanwhile, mister Gang Starr relates
Not commercial, yet still I'm one of the greats
Controversial like your favorite emcee debates
I'm classic like a break comin' straight out the crate
Fresh out the gate again, time to fill my plate again
It's mister Gang to the Starr, I'm the latest trend (Common)
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