Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song B.Y.S., artist - Gang Starr. Date of issue: 31.12.1998
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
B.Y.S. |
| I’m like a sniper rhymes’ll strike ya when I’m rockin |
| mad chicks be jockin’when the G Starr’s talking |
| And that’s because my word is bond |
| I get much fan mail and I always respond |
| So tell your hon to write me too |
| make sure she puts attention Mr. Guru |
| Brothers know the flow is unique |
| I got 100 wild styles in my black valise |
| MC’s wanna be me so they keep askin |
| for me to teach 'em methods both slow and fast |
| And others wanna act as if they’re better |
| but they only got one style which ain’t all that clever |
| I’m cooler than wind, harder than cold steel |
| I get the ladies with more than just sex appeal |
| A mystic psychic scanning all your thoughts |
| I’ll touch your soul and make your brain feel caught |
| When my rapture traps ya and makes you mine |
| You’ll submit to the gift and to the lyrical lines |
| So suckers realize that the size is too large |
| when I come through I’m pullin’whole crews cards |
| I be wreckin’correct and on the gangster tip |
| MC’s who front: Imma’gonna burst your shit |
| I wonder do you love it enough |
| I’m steppin’rugged and tough, never to front or to bluff |
| I got the fresh cut baldy, the brothers call me Guru the man yes with all the |
| J-A-Z-Z-Y type essence, street type lessons manifesting |
| the one who make the fly ladies feel pleasant |
| Never forgettin’that to myself I’m true |
| do what you want to but watch yourself though duke |
| I don’t wanna hear all of that loud mouthing |
| try to pull yours out when nothing comes out |
| Then you’ll see why you can’t compete with me the notorious Guru of the Gang you see |
| Starr stands for power like I said before |
| I’m like the doctors cure slicker than Roger Moore |
| I slide up to a crab MC like this |
| tap 'em in the head with my mic like this |
| I’ll be revealing that you’re weak to the world if you wish |
| And I insist that if you persist |
| then you get creamed, cuz Imma’get real steamed |
| so don’t you try to flex and try to look all mean |
| Heyo check it that’s dead that’s it cuz all you phony ass rappers Imma’bust your shit |
| Now when you see me on the set you know I may unleash |
| a lyric like a mad dog barking through the speaker |
| Step off unless you wanna get torn up your raps worn out burned out fucked up You locked up or maybe you locked out |
| cuz at the battle last time you snuck out |
| But now I’m rolling over you full blast |
| I’m here to let you know no longer will the bull last |
| MC’s telling lies and poppin’all those myths |
| Keep on fakin’moves and Imma'… |