Verse one: guru      I say people people come on and check it out now   You see the mic in my hand now watch me wreck it now   What is a party if the crew ain't there?    [what's your name? ] call me guru that's my man premier   Now many attempts have been made to hold us back?    Slander the name and with-hold facts   But I'm the type of brother with much more game   I got a sure aim and if I find you're to blame   You can bet you'll be exterminated, taken out, done   It doesn't matter how many they'll go as easy as just one   Bust one round in the air for this here   'cause this year suckers are going no where   'cause my strret style and intelligence level   Makes me much more than just an angry rebel   I'm gifted unlimited rhymes universal   Mc's that ain't equipped get flipped in my circle   I'm aiming on raining on the bitch ass chumps   'cause their rhymes don't flow and their beats don't pump   And niggaz better know I paid my dues and shit   I'm bout to blow the fuck up because I refuse to quit   I'm out to get the props that are rightfullly mine   Yeah me and the crew think it's about that time   But on the dl you know that gangstarr will conquer   That's why you stare and point and others cling on to   My nautica, asking for a hookup   Well sorry but my schedule is all booked up   Nobody put me on I made it up the hard way   Look out for my people but the suckers should parlay   'cause it's business kid, this ain't no free for all   You have to wait your turn, you must await your call   So now, now it is my duty to   Eliminate and subtract all of the booty crews   And suckers should vacate   Before I get irate   And I'll kick your can   From here to japan   With force you can't withstand   'cause I'm the muthafuckin' man      Break: guru      Yo right now I got my man lil' dap from the group home   Yo step up to the mic and tell them why you're the man      Verse two: lil' dap      So much anger built inside   So don't stop to say hi, muthafucka just die   My shit holds a mouthful so I guess you know what's up   Why punks get killed at the end of the month   Styles and styles I flip   Lil' dap remains sick   Yes the group home is thick   So all you punks hear this   Everytime you riff   The more fame that we get   Muthafuckas act hard   Thinking that they are god   Niggaz just don't understand   Let me be my own man   Did everything on my own   And everyplace wasn't home   Everywhere that I'd rest   I had to dress with a vest   I guess you get the routine but with a lot of stress   Frustration on my mind   Brothers doin' mad time   Rhymes are organized like crime   As we're rippin' the lines   Brothers just don't know   How shit got to go   'cause I was told   To never give my back to the street   As I walk through the ghetto   Dead souls I greet   See my man give him pound   Then I walk with a frown   Another minute   Another brother's gunned down   Shit is getting too close that's why the group home is thick   So everytime you riff the more fame that we get   My father always said don't watch the one across the street   Watch the one right next   B''cause he's easy to flex   Took heed to what he said   Yeah that deep ass nigga   While brothers hang around   Tryin' to get down   Niggaz just don't understand   I'm the mutha fuckin' man      Break: guru      And also on the set from dirty rotten scoundrels   We got my man jeru the damaja   Yo tell them why you're the man      Verse three: jeru the damaja      I'll tap your jaw   You probably heard it before   Step to the bedlamite I'll prove my word is law   Drugstore with more   Dope rhyme vendor   Not partial to beef   The chief ambassador   Niggaz get mad 'cause they can't score   Like a wild west flick they wish to shoot up my door   But I incite a riot   Don't even try it   Bust up chumps so crab kids keep quiet   Like I said before   I tap jaws   Snatch whores   Kill suckers in wars   Vic a style you said was yours   Money grip wanna flip but you're fish   House the mic like your hooker and did tricks on the bitch   Dirty rotten scoundrel and my name is jeru   Utilizing my tools in '92   Mc's step up in mobs to defeat us   When we rock knots and got props like norm peterson   Lot's of friends, lot's of fun, lots of beers   Got the skills, kreeno so I always get cheers   Troop on like a trooper no tears for fears   I'm a get mines 'cause the crew'll get theirs   Cut you up like edward scissorhands   You know the program I'm the mutha fuckin' man...