| Lyrics: | [Guru]
Yeah, bout to talk about some serious shit
Deadly habits, you know everybody's got
'em
Just that some niggaz try to front, try to cover shit up
But fuck that, I be wylin
sometimes - you know why?
Cause suckers be thinkin that shit is sweet
Niggaz be thinkin that
rap niggaz ain't real, haha
Yeah well that's aight, that's aight
Let 'em think what they
want
[Verse One: Guru]
Yo I'm steady at it, them deadly habits
I pray for the best
outcome son, but my dome's already shattered
By the shit that's occurred
Drivin home tipsy
from the club, puffin herb, vision blurred
Thinkin bout them niggaz who caught the drop
Who
I gotta stop, who he caught, and who still gotta get popped
Stash box, feelin like Fish in "King
of New York"
Wifey do her thing for the God, she don't be bringin me pork
Cause there's
enough deadly shit a brother be facin
Up in V.I.P., niggaz drinks they be lacin
Got a nigga
sweatin pacin, not ready to fall the fuck up
But ready to pull out, and back 'em all the fuck
out
And my guardian angel, is always there to protect
And my supreme nature, keeps all them
savages in check
How the hell did everything get so twisted
They say be careful what you
pray for, so I guess now it's this shit
[Chorus: Guru]
They will never know - what I do
to get by
And them many times I almost died
They will never know - all the reasons why I
flip
And now I gotta keep an extra clip
They will never know - what this stress is
like
And why I'm on point, ready to fight
They will never know - all the pressure and
pain
Don't give a fuck if they think less of me mayne
[Verse Two:
Guru]
Deadly habits, they could be a number of |
