[Verse One: Guru]

No way you'll never make it

Come with the weak %#@!, I break kids
Step into my zone, mad rhymes will stifle ya
Lines like rifles go blast when I kick some $$#

A lot of rappers be like one time wonders
Couldn't say a fly rhyme if there was one right under
Their noses, I hate those mother$#&@in posers

But I'm so real to them it's scary
And with my unique skills nag you can't compare me
And no we don't make wack tracks

and all the suckers get pushed back when I'm kickin real facts
I represent set up %#@! like a tent boy
You're paranoid cause you're my son like Elroy

And you'd be happy as hell to get a record deal
Maybe your soul you'd sell to have mass appeal


[Verse Two:]

Oh yes I'm greater than all MC's when I breeeze give me room please

I be like fascinatin when I be updatin
Cuttin off wack kids, pullin their trump cards
I thump hard, and mak eem say that I'm God

^!$$%z be pretendin they hardcore
Never know the meaning of [real hardcore]
But I get props like a slogan and no man

Could ever try to diss when I kicks my jam
Lyrically def and connecting complete mic wrecking
No double checking vocals kill like weapons

But if I have to I go all out with no mic
Yeah that's right cause I survived mad fights
And for my peeps I truly care

Cause without some of them I wouldn't be here
And they all know how I feel
Cause suckers be like playin themselves to have mass appeal


[Verse Three:]


I know I'm dope but don't wet that
I've suffered setbacks but now I'm makin greenbacks
Just like baggy slacks I'm crazy hip-hop

Check one two and you don't stop
Your head'll bop when I drop my crop
of pure bomb, just like the seashore I'm calm

But wild, with my monotone style
Because I don't need gimmicks
Gimme a fly beat and I'm all in it

Word is bond I go on and on
For you it's tragic I got magic like wands
So I'ma end this lecture and I betcha

Those who kick dirt and do time I'm gonna get cha
Cause I be kickin the real
While they be losin the race tryin to chase mass appeal