Gang Starr - You Know My Steez Lyrics
[guru]That makes me know that, we we we we're doinWe had the right idea in the beginningAnd and we just need to maintain our focus, and elevateWe what we do we update our formulasWe have certain formulas but we update em (oh right)With the times, and everything y'knowAnd and so.. y'knowThe rhyme style is elevatedThe style of beats is elevatedBut it's still guru and premierAnd it's always a message involved"the real... hip-hop""mcing, and djing.. from your own mind, ya know?""i, i guess right now we should start the show"[guru]Who's the suspicious character strapped with the sounds profoundSimilar to rounds spit by derringersYou're in the terrordome like my man chuck d saidIt's time to dethrone you clones, and all you knuckleheadsCause mc's have used up extended warrantiesWhile real mc's and dj's are a minorityBut right about now, i use my authorityCause i'm like the wizard and you look lost like dorothyThe horror be when i return for my real peopleWords that split wigs hittin like some double desert eaglesSportin caps pulled low, and baggy slacksSubtractin all the rappers who lack, over premier's tracksSevere facts have brought this rap game to near collapseSo as i have in the past, i whup assDroppin lyrics that be hotter than sex and candlewaxAnd one-dimensional mc's can't handle thatWhile the world's revolvin, on it's axisI come with mad love and plus the illest warlike tacticsThe wilderness is filled with this; so many peopleSearching for false lift, i'm here with the skills you've missedThe rejected stone is now the cornerstoneSort of like the master builder when i make my way homeYou know my steez..."you know my steez" --> method man"let em know, do your thing y'all" "keep it live""to the beat y'all" --> flavor flavThe beat is sinister, primo makes you relaxI'm like the minister, when i be lacin the waxI be bringin salvation through the way that i rapAnd you know, and i know, i'm nice like thatWork through worldly problems, i got the healing powerWhen the mic's within my reach, i'm feelin more powerStealing at least three minutes of every rap radio hourIt's often easier for one, to give adviceThan it is for a person to run one's own lifeThat's why i can't be caught up in all the hypeI keep my soul tight and let these lines takes flightThe apparatus gets blessed, and suckers get put to restNo more of the unpure i got the cure for this messThe wackness is spreadin like the plagueMc's lucked up and got paid but still can't make the *****in gradeHow many times are wannabe's gonna lie?Yo they must wanna fry, they can't touch the knowledge i personifyI travel through the darkness carrying my torchThe illest soldier, when i'm holding down the fort("you know my steez" --> method man)You know my steez..."let em know, do your thing y'all" "keep it live""you know my steez" --> method man*repeat 4x with very last line modified as follows*"the mic..."On the microphone you know that i'm one of the best yetSome punks, ain't paid all of their debts yetTryin to be fly, ridin high on the jet-setWith juvenile rhymes makin fake-ass death threatsBig deal, like en vogue, here's something you can feelStyles more tangible, and image more realFor some time now, i've held the scrolls and manuscriptsWhen it's time to go all out you be like, "damn he flipped"Now i'm sick, fed up with the bullshitGot the lyrical full clip, giving you a verbal asswhipDon't trip it's the gifted prolific oneKnown as bald head slick -- why is the press all on my di-dick?My style be wilder, than a kamikaze pilotDon't try it, i'm about to start more than a friggin riotStyles unsurpassable, and nuccas that's suckas, yoThem mother*****ers are harrassableFor i be speaking from my parables and carry you beyondThe mic's either a magic wandOr it gets tragic like the havoc of a nuclear bombThen i grab your palm, no pulse you're goneAnd if you thought we'd lose our niche in this rap shit you way wrongI stay up, i stay on, shine bright, like neonYour song's, pathetic, synthetic, like rayonFat beats, they play on, want dope rhymes, put me onWord is bond... you know my steez
