| Lyrics: | {*inhaling and coughing*}
[Premier] Yo, you alright man? .. You zonin?
{*scratched: "I.. I
speak that.."*}
[Premier] what's the deal?
{*scratched: "I speak that re-real shit, just
listen"*}
[Verse One: Guru]
Yo I pop your lid, I got to live
I ain't tall but I can
show y'all what a problem is
I like to zone, I'm nice with chrome
I keep a vast stash of
Magnums cause I like to bone
I play the game, I stay the same
But I can switch styles, pick
files, I'm like gravy train
Shot the witness, got the bitches
Still in the streets with my
heat about to shock the business
I handle biz, I cancel kids
Just like Allen I'ma show 'em
what "The Answer" is
I'm after props, I spaz a lot
And yo I'm deadin all the bullshit 'til
my casket drops
You know me boy, you owe me boy
You wanna end up in my trunk dyin slowly
boy?
I'm confident, I'm on some shit
Cause I been knowin already you was on the dick
I'm
zonin
[Chorus: DJ Premier scratching - repeat 2X]
"Down with the
Foundation"
"Step into my zone, mad rhymes'll stifle ya" -> Guru
"No time for games cause
I'm, all grown up" -> DMX
"I speak that re-real shit, just listen"
[Verse Two:
Guru]
It's conspiracy, you hearin me? That's why I get love
And still got others fearin
me
You never know, who's next to blow
And since it's me, I'ma stash me some extra
dough
Got extra flow, chicks give me sex and dough
Need I, mention P.I. player let me
know
I'm down with dis, I founded this
So you should recognize the true authentic sound of
this
The golden voice, holdin toys
But not playin, Guru and Preem', we like the golden
boys
The chain and star, I'm angry pah |
