[Verse 1: Guru]
Yo, Duke, you're dead wrong, you'll never have the skills like mine
I write the ill type rhymes, now I'm reachin' my prime
360 dunk in your face
You can't compete, you're just a basket case
Let's separate the men from the boys
And put your money where your mouth is, no time for toys
Your game is weak, you geek, so don't sleep
'Cause I'll be checkin' ya, wreckin' ya when I start to creep
Through the backdoor, I know I caught you out here
You got no clout here, and I doubt there
Is any way that you can stop the beat down
You ought to play the background and sit back down
Chumps like you, I gotta keep 'em in line
So prepare to suffer, boy, 'cause now you're mine
[Verse 2: Guru]
I'll fake you left and go right, straight down the lane
Here's one in your eye, you'll feel pain
You strain to put together some strategy
But you're raggedy and I'll be glad to see
The frown on your grill when I drill and thrill
Set up my offense, commence to kill
I'll be leadin' from beginning to end
And after I pound ya, you're gonna wanna make friends
And make amends for the silly trash you were talkin'
Take a walk and your shots I'm swattin'
With ease, and the ladies are swoonin'
Clockin' my swiftness while you're droolin'
You oughta practice up and get your game refined
I've been waitin' to dog you and now you're mine
Yo, Duke, you're dead wrong, you'll never have the skills like mine
I write the ill type rhymes, now I'm reachin' my prime
360 dunk in your face
You can't compete, you're just a basket case
Let's separate the men from the boys
And put your money where your mouth is, no time for toys
Your game is weak, you geek, so don't sleep
'Cause I'll be checkin' ya, wreckin' ya when I start to creep
Through the backdoor, I know I caught you out here
You got no clout here, and I doubt there
Is any way that you can stop the beat down
You ought to play the background and sit back down
Chumps like you, I gotta keep 'em in line
So prepare to suffer, boy, 'cause now you're mine
[Verse 2: Guru]
I'll fake you left and go right, straight down the lane
Here's one in your eye, you'll feel pain
You strain to put together some strategy
But you're raggedy and I'll be glad to see
The frown on your grill when I drill and thrill
Set up my offense, commence to kill
I'll be leadin' from beginning to end
And after I pound ya, you're gonna wanna make friends
And make amends for the silly trash you were talkin'
Take a walk and your shots I'm swattin'
With ease, and the ladies are swoonin'
Clockin' my swiftness while you're droolin'
You oughta practice up and get your game refined
I've been waitin' to dog you and now you're mine
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