Gang Starr - Check The Technique Lyrics
[guru]You puny protozoa, youre so minute you didnt know theGang has been watchin but instead of just squashin youIm scoopin you up out of the muck you wallow inLike a cheif chemist, other scientists are followinPlannin to examine you, on a petrie dishSticking you and frickin you, just a teenie bitIm clever, with science, but never relyinOn false words from cowards who forever be tryinInsistin they come off, I let em get some offThen come back wit drum tracks, their ears could get numb offBlockbustin, like makin love, Ill never stop thrustinInto your system, so just listenIm like a neurosurgeon, operatin wit a purer versionI write prescriptions, of words that fit inThe thought gets prescribed, as I kick it liveCause its more that a style, its conceptual geniusMy effect on the scene is, to project that I mean thisYou deadbeat, wait until you see my next featI get respect for the rep when I speakCheck the technique[dj premier cuts]Check the technique.. (3x)Check the technique and see if you can follow it[guru]Im rushin you like a defensive end as I recommendThat you comprehend, I could stomp you inA battle, contest, or war, what will occurWill be the forfeiture, of your immatureInsecure for sure, meek, weak visions of grandeurTo rudely awaken you, and thenll be breakin youTaxin without askin and trackin and snakin youMakin you succumb to the drums of gangstarrBy far we are, truly gifted ones sonBut if you were to speculate or estimate us losinYoull be dyin, tryin to face the fate of your delusionsCause miscalculation, is all youre statinSo Im chumpin, puntin punks just like footballsCause I wanna put yall, back in the messhallTo clean up the slop, and stop all the bullcrapYour raps crazy wack, so dont try to pull thatYoure lackin the vernacular, Im slappin ya and cappin yaAnd closin your jaw, cause you cant mess with gangstarrThe guru and premier always dope with the blessed beatsDance your ass off hobbes, check the technique[dj premier cuts]Check the technique.. (4x)[guru]Bon voyage, sayanora, arriva derciYour ass gets busted doodoo mustard, you tried to work meYou irked me - because you copy and falsifyAnd I dont care how many step up, cause you all can tryTo wish and fish for a style, heres a fishin rodThese rhymes are hittin hard, constantly Im gettin largeInevitably, I readily kick a slewOf lyrics so deep, so dont sleep, but just peep mePuttin methods on records and spinning for each millisecond33 rpms displays the art of menAnd as my rhymin builds you see my time its chill..and then I look upon weak onesIm teachin each one so they become redoneEssays are relayed to twist you up like french braidsOr tied up like corn braids, cause I got a strong wayForce like police raids to never be delayedI once was the least paid but I made the gradeCause this aint a slave sale and I aint the same staleRapper, no, Im not a phony microphonist wit no blasterNo type of real appeal or real - talentAnd it makes me violent manTo see all of these peewee bee mc wannabeesMakin gs for some dumb companiesAnd lots of money but no idea what is rap and what is dopeSo check out what the guru wroteCause I will prevail, give you tales as I unveilHave enough braincells so I can stay paid wellNow Im in the drivers seat, and rockin the liver beatsBouncin and boomin and blastin you to the next seatShiek and unique with lots of kick like a cleatCheck the technique(.. chief unique technique..)(.. chief unique technique..)[dj premier cuts]Check the technique.. (3x)Check the technique and see if you can follow it
