Tell the people what you`re here for
Intro/Chorus: Guru
It`s the message in the song that makes you rock on
Some people go to places where they don`t belong
Whether wrong or right, a lot of people fight
But I`m here to bless this mic, aight?
Verse One: Guru
I take action the minute that the crowd gets hype
I`m type crashin, down like a meteorite
I`m Bogart-ing, mics and whole stages
Destroying MC`s dreams, from words to whole pages
Their rapbooks, look more like scrapbooks
with their fictional fairytales and frail ass hooks
A lot of shit has happened, since I started rappin
There`s been enough beef, and enough gat clappin
There`s been mad signs, for this brother to heed
and while some choose greed, I choose to plant seeds
for your mental, spirit and physical temple
Bob your head to it, there`s the water you`ve been lead to it
Bathe in it, a long time you`ve been cravin it
Prance to it, use your third eye and glance through it
Your state of being, becoming advanced through it
While others rhyme with no reason I be breezin
Their mics I seize them, then I try em for treason
I used to always like to hang out
Now I lounge in the rest writin bombs while tracks bang out
I know you peeped me in the club then
but now I`m in your speaker, with the voice that you`re lovin
Chorus
Verse Two: Guru
Peace to the young ladies, who wanna bone me much
And peace to my nigga Premier, with the golden touch
I never fall off point, like DeNiro in Casino
Peace to Black Gambinos and all my peoples
dig the steelo -- I`m fightin wars you know
as in the Jihad, most humble, most merciful
That`s because I be God, I trog through fogs, puffing logs
MC`s muttering menial madness, they get mobbed
Scarred and barred, and then, banished from my fuckin kingdom
You got a fly one bring one, or else I come to fling some
exquisite exotic exciting type shit
Enough to make the real heads wake up and get hype quick
I`m type slick, known as the God Universal
Kick rhymes without rehearsal, I cross the burnin sands
Now I stand here with virtue, of course I could hurt you
simply with my point of view, and I knew
that many would come, that`s why I`ve chosen
to cut off pathways, and there`s no runways or doorways open
for the jokers who ain`t focused
And all the fake mercenaries get buried by the tongue of terrifying fury
Nothing`s blurry, fuck it I got no worries
Hearts and minds, shine bright light with insight
Yeah sense my birthright to set up cyphers with power
cause mad shit ain`t right, like punks in the spotlight
who can`t freestyle, sometimes I make my peeps smile
by sayin somethin crazy wild
like some shit off my dome, that be soundin
better than the next man`s whole album...
