Salute Part II M.O.P. (Ft. Gang Starr)

[Intro]
"Yeah, they talkin about rap."
"We don't rap, its not about rap we livin it what they talkin about
It's not about college or what you read in a newspaper or magazine. It's here its reality, this is our nature. It's how we live."

[Verse 1: Guru]
Now everybody on Earth wanna rap, we birthed all of that
Knocked up the game, and cold broke its back
Gang Starr, with Billy Danze and Big Slap
Word to Laze, Big Scoob and big gats
You didn't whip it right so pick up the pace
Word to grimy niggas, they want to stick up the place
Word to hip hop, plus a crib that's laced
Primo's breaks, activate the mental to solve
We got credentials galore, fuck a small venue tour
Yet and still, I be at the around-the-way spots
Near where niggas be slinging innocent get hit by straight shots
And brave cops, protect the community
While corrupt cops, be harassing you and me
Pulling me over, in front of the crib
In front of my neighbors, asking for favors
Here's a cassette and why you question my behavior?
Pursuing me, trying to catch me off guard
I shrug scars, you see a lot of hoes at thug bars
I don't care what these beats might do
We'll son you, plus I see right through
It's way it means to me and M.O.P
Just To Get a Rep, nigga, you best to step, nigga
Salute!