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    "Get on it" --> DJ Premier cuts 'n' scratchs lovely

    [Guru]
    One two checka, get, down and dirty
    and my sounds are worthy of respect
    So I'ma flex my text just like a, major takeover
    Chumps pass the mic over
    Growin more and more nervous when I serve this ass whoopin
    Comin straight out of Brooklyn, baldhead from the old school
    Born to rule with more class than Billy Dee
    To a pussy emcee, you know a wuss emcee
    I'm like his worst nightmare when I'm on my killin spree
    Pick the vic, who will it be?
    [Guru *sings*]
    Your vote may hold the key
    It's up to you, tell us true
    Who'll be, herb of the day?
    [Guru]
    And your fake, you break, when suckers choose, they lose
    I'm like lethal, to you and your people
    It's like an outrage, when punks step on stage
    with the weak show, weak flow, and still make dough
    So I'ma take dough from em, and then stum em
    Teach em how to really get biz like this
    Me and my Gang's gonna swarm... Brainstorm

    "Get on it" --> DJ Premier flips it again

    [Guru]
    It takes at least, two to tango, so you can get strangled
    from any angle, as I get buck on ducks
    All the, sexy girlies wanna push up close to
    The man with the most who don't flaunt his ego
    Some motherfuckers ain't as gifted
    Not everyone can move the crowd and uplift it
    I'm swift with the shit like a bullet's trajectory
    So don't stand next to me
    It's like a, warm sensation when my shells hit
    You were wrong, you know what you did so you fell quick
    to the pavement, no signs of body movement
    See I knew it, yo I had to do it
    And it's, cool to duel but don't slip up fool
    cause I'ma leave you dead and stinkin like a sesspool
    And all the chicks know what's goin on
    Cause baby, there ain't no sunshine when I'm gone
    And you can beg for me to stay and parlay
    But sorry, I gots to go, got bills to pay
    See by nature I'm godly
    When I touch the mic, it's never too hard for me
    to let out, a mastermind of mad clout
    Huh, me and my Gang's gonna swarm... Brainstorm

    "Get on it" --> DJ Premier displays turntablism skills

    [Guru]
    I'm gonna get ya
    You might be bigger than me, so I'ma wet ya
    Come into your house to douse it with the
    malatov cocktail, I won't fail
    Burn out your eyeballs, and leave a note in braille
    So what the fuck you gonna do?
    Yea I know I used to act relaxed but now I'm cuckoo
    Come into my darkest deepest thoughts
    We fought I won, and now you're caught and bein tortured
    Water pellets dripped upon your forehead
    but you can't move, because you're tied up
    Your time's up...

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