Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Premier & The Guru, artist - Gang Starr. Date of issue: 05.06.1989
Song language: English
Premier & The Guru |
| It’s '89, mine, I’m Keithy E. the Guru |
| Premier is here with the flair, we’re running to you |
| Bust your grill with skill, as we build and fulfill |
| I drop the wisom to quiz them, with precision we drill |
| We’re kicking wannabes down cause we’re gonna be down |
| We’re moving on with the sound, see we’re gonna be around |
| For a long time, I kick the strong rhymes |
| You’re empty-handed and stranded cause you were standing in the wrong line |
| This is not the fate is for sure a pure pen |
| The gift is hitting home on your dome because we meant it |
| You’ll need a graffiti, don’t heed and you’ll be bleeding |
| We’ll rip you, and ship you back and you’ll be repeating |
| The progress, and I guess that you should be told now |
| Lo and behold how the stroll I unfold now |
| Knowledge, wisdom, and peace are what I’m true to |
| In the rear is Premier, and I’m the Guru |
| I sound greater because I’m head of the comittee |
| I chill in New York City, I’m witty, so get me |
| To Brooklyn, so I can ill and peace no joke |
| You slow poke, you’ll go broke, you’re rhymes ain’t all that dope |
| So take a backseat, with all your wack beats |
| This is the one phase of my rage and onstage I slap eats |
| For you to try to steal this, I will reveal this |
| Like a prophet, I’ll drop it, Premier will start to seal |
| This coffin to be chewing, you soft and you’ll be doing |
| A dance with some ants in the ground, you clowns be chewing |
| But you could never get this, the talents we’ve been blest with |
| So many different ways to phrase, you shouldn’t mess with the Guru |
| So here’s the verdict, cause all you suckers know you’re booty |
| You’re played out, you’ll fade out, I doubt that you can do me |
| We ain’t having no gabbing, when I be grabbing and jabbing |
| In your ear like a spear prepare your body for battling |
| Cause you’ve been preparing to move, you’ll be certain to lose |
| Open your eyes up, wise up while I work with the groove |
| To teach your next school, who’ll be the next fool? |
| That I can stomp down with compound nouns but like a pestule |
| Come back with dumb raps, then like a tech inside |
| I’ll take you out your misery you ought to step aside |
| Your weak rap, you speak that yang so Imma clue you |
| The DJ’s name is Premier, and I’m the Guru |
| I’m telling you, '89 is mine. |
| Peace |