Gang Starr - B. Y. S. Lyrics
Im like a sniper rhymesll strike ya when Im rockinMad chicks be jockin when the g starrs talkingAnd thats because my word is bondI get much fan mail and I always respondSo tell your hon to write me tooMake sure she puts attention mr. guruBrothers know the flow is uniqueI got 100 wild styles in my black valiseMcs wanna be me so they keep askinFor me to teach em methods both slow and fastAnd others wanna act as if theyre betterBut they only got one style which aint all that cleverIm cooler than wind, harder than cold steelI get the ladies with more than just sex appealA mystic psychic scanning all your thoughtsIll touch your soul and make your brain feel caughtWhen my rapture traps ya and makes you mineYoull submit to the gift and to the lyrical linesSo suckers realize that the size is too largeWhen I come through Im pullin whole crews cardsI be wreckin correct and on the gangster tipMcs who front: imma gonna burst your shitI wonder do you love it enoughIm steppin rugged and tough, never to front or to bluffI got the fresh cut baldy, the brothers call meGuru the man yes with all theJ-a-z-z-y type essence, street type lessons manifestingThe one who make the fly ladies feel pleasantNever forgettin that to myself Im trueDo what you want to but watch yourself though dukeI dont wanna hear all of that loud mouthingTry to pull yours out when nothing comes outThen youll see why you cant compete with meThe notorious guru of the gang you seeStarr stands for power like I said beforeIm like the doctors cure slicker than roger mooreI slide up to a crab mc like thisTap em in the head with my mic like thisIll be revealing that youre weak to the world if you wishAnd I insist that if you persistThen you get creamed, cuz imma get real steamedSo dont you try to flex and try to look all meanHeyo check it thats dead thats itCuz all you phony ass rappers imma bust your shitNow when you see me on the set you know I may unleashA lyric like a mad dog barking through the speakerStep off unless you wanna get torn upYour raps worn out burned out *****ed upYou locked up or maybe you locked outCuz at the battle last time you snuck outBut now Im rolling over you full blastIm here to let you know no longer will the bull lastMcs telling lies and poppin all those mythsKeep on fakin moves and imma...
