(Premier scratches "The Guru")
[Verse 1]
It's '89, mine, I'm Keithy E. the Guru
Premier is here with the flair, we're running to you
Bust your grill with skill as we build and fulfil
I drop the wisdom to quiz them, with precision we drill
We're not the wannabe downs 'cause we're born to be down
We're moving on with the sound, see we're gonna be around
For a long time, I kick the strong rhymes
You're empty-handed and stranded
'Cause you were standing in the wrong line
This is not the fake, it's for sure, pure, authentic
The gift is hitting home on your dome because we meant it
You'll need a graffiti, don't heed and you'll be bleeding
We'll rip you, and ship you back 'cause you're impeding
The progress, and I guess that you should be told now
Lo and behold how the scroll I unfold now
Knowledge, wisdom, peace are what I'm true to
In the rear is Premier, and I'm the Guru
(Premier scratches)
[Verse 2]
I sound greater because I'm head of the committee
I chill in New York City, I'm witty, so get me
To Brooklyn, so I can ill and peace no joke
You slow poke, you'll go broke, your rhymes ain't all that dope
Just take a backseat with all your wack beats
This is the one phase of my rage and onstage I slap beats
You're fool to try to steal this, I will reveal this
Like a prophet I'll drop it, Premier will start to seal
This coffin to be chewing, you soft and you'll be doing
A dance with some ants in the ground, you clowns be chewing
But you could never get with the talents we've been blessed with
So many different ways to phrase
You shouldn't mess with the Guru
[Verse 1]
It's '89, mine, I'm Keithy E. the Guru
Premier is here with the flair, we're running to you
Bust your grill with skill as we build and fulfil
I drop the wisdom to quiz them, with precision we drill
We're not the wannabe downs 'cause we're born to be down
We're moving on with the sound, see we're gonna be around
For a long time, I kick the strong rhymes
You're empty-handed and stranded
'Cause you were standing in the wrong line
This is not the fake, it's for sure, pure, authentic
The gift is hitting home on your dome because we meant it
You'll need a graffiti, don't heed and you'll be bleeding
We'll rip you, and ship you back 'cause you're impeding
The progress, and I guess that you should be told now
Lo and behold how the scroll I unfold now
Knowledge, wisdom, peace are what I'm true to
In the rear is Premier, and I'm the Guru
(Premier scratches)
[Verse 2]
I sound greater because I'm head of the committee
I chill in New York City, I'm witty, so get me
To Brooklyn, so I can ill and peace no joke
You slow poke, you'll go broke, your rhymes ain't all that dope
Just take a backseat with all your wack beats
This is the one phase of my rage and onstage I slap beats
You're fool to try to steal this, I will reveal this
Like a prophet I'll drop it, Premier will start to seal
This coffin to be chewing, you soft and you'll be doing
A dance with some ants in the ground, you clowns be chewing
But you could never get with the talents we've been blessed with
So many different ways to phrase
You shouldn't mess with the Guru
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