Conflict Masta Ace (Ft. Guru)

[Intro]
I'm sure glad you guys could make it tonight

[Verse One: Guru]
Possibly, nigga, you might try stoppin' me
But obviously, boy, you ain't thinkin' properly
My philosophy is to keep the shit poppin', B
Showin' you stupid fuckers, how true hip hop should be
It's costed me sleepless nights, keepin' shit tight
Peepin' the madness, saddens me deeply, aight?
Gentrification, a new prison administration
Of a black man's struggle, I'm the livin' interpretation
This is my emancipation, word to Zulu Nation
Still got chicks waitin' all sick and impatient
Now-a-days they all got game, all want fame
They all complain so all I want is some brain
And to you industry sucker, your girl she had some bomb shit
I stuck her, you don't like it so I guess we got conflict

[Guy talking]
And let me tell you one thing

"Y'all want problems, pursuit it, let's do it"

[Verse Two: Masta Ace]
You can catch me
Shootin' dice in a dark alley rockin' Clarks and Ballies
Lot of niggas askin' me, how did I spark Cali?
Cats on my block, they stay wildin'
They stay gettin' thrown on the Island and cellular phone dialin'
Niggas walkin' round with gold teeth and old beef
It's no wonder why niggas lives is so brief
Lot of cats tryin' extortion, lie in a coffin
Got they moms thinkin' 'bout 'em cryin' and coughin'
It's conflict