(premier scratches "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      (premier scratches)      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      (premier scratches)      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!