| Lyrics: | [DJ Premier]
"One-two.."
"One-two, shots to the chin.. knock you out"
"One-two.."
"Devestating!" "On da mic"
"One-two.." "The maker, owner!"
"Come on, now come
on"
[Verse One: Guru]
Got you quiddear and ski-dared, fearin what we might do
And
you can give me all mine in cash, that will suffice dude
In the streets deep, we roll through
the city
Looks like it's time to eat, so yo who's with me?
Strictly, we keep it in the best
perspective
Cause nowadays it's more than simply live and let live
A sedative, that's what
these headcases need
Them rats'll get trapped soon as they taste the cheese
Black M. Casey
fan, just pay us and scram
Watch us drop a new supply to up the daily demand
Phony critics
wanna retract shit, once I spit again
And since we didn't finish the job, you gettin hit
again
[DJ Premier]
"One-two.." "Devestating!" "On da mic"
"One-two, one-two, shots
to the chin.. knock you out"
"One-two.." "Devestating!" "On da mic"
"One-two, one-two" "The
maker, owner!"
"Come on, now come on"
[Verse Two: Guru]
You fuck, you didn't listen
when I told you before
When it comes to dope tracks, we be holdin the raw
Do somethin
stupid, and you'll be left holdin your jaw
Put you punks on blast for not knowin the
law
Don't deny yourself, learn to apply yourself
Or end up by yourself, I multiply the
wealth
I got the titles, deeds, licenses and policies
Complete ownership, Don
Gurizzu they call me
Primo said that we should just, lock it all down
See the bigger
picture, so we can profit all around
Now everybody's ridin the dick, once I spit again
And
since we didn't finish the job, you gettin hit again
[DJ Premier]-acapo |
