premier & the guru

Lyrics

, 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