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    [Featuring Brand New Heavies]
    I set if off by letting you know that I can flow to many beats
    Similar to flu so freely
    And you can say I'm getting kind of greedy
    But so what 'cause I'm supplying the needy
    Well some MC's go for there it be I buried the
    Remain of the other 'cause they suck incredibly
    Superficial styles only last a little while
    But they'll never hold a candle to the Gangstarr profile
    More than just wit and more than just intellect
    And more than a gangster 'cause I kill wit a mic check
    And I'm no the one wit the H on his back meaning the herb
    I like the funky beats, I like the cur
    Most likely in a blunt as I roll it really steady
    Then I get mentally ready
    Ans play a track from the heavies and mellow out
    'Cause my main objective is to be more effective
    It's getting hectic, it's getting crazy
    I'ts getting hectic, it's getting wild (4x)
    And when the mic stands free, I then step to the
    Point of attack 'cause the track feels good to me
    And I intend to break ya out of your restraints
    'Cause you gain interest in my lines like I'm City Bank
    And thanks to the Brand New Heavies and everyone
    Who can dig the movement of the Guru, smooth and
    Proving that I'm the relevent, eloquent one
    Suckers getting whoopings like they're all my sons
    Remembering rap from the days of it's origin
    The power of many men ascend from my pen
    Dissing the ones wit the fame and claiming they're hard
    Yo, them, I disregard
    'Cause they ain't all cracked up to what they should be
    Some like are wannabees and some like are wouldbees
    And I'm getting vexed by the crap they project
    They put in on wax and all their records still racks
    Rearranging the script is my worst shift gear in a flash
    Putting cash in a stash, ain't nuttin funny, money
    Much greater gifts, I receive, are those who are blessed
    And me, I got a treasure chest
    By all means protected at all times
    you try to front and you'll pay more than a small fine
    I don't brag about the stuff I did
    I simply roll correctly, demolishing stupid kids
    And they're running off wit the lip and not accomplishing zip
    I tell 'em, wake up son 'cause this is it
    Peep out the suckers who are faking
    Flaking moves on the mic and in life
    Strife is what I give them 'cause I'm living how I should be
    And you better move 'cause the groove is like deadly
    And no, you ain't all that and many ain't legit
    So I'm a put a mark for they get bust
    Yo Gangstarr, 1991 into 92 and beyond
    Lounging wit the Brand New heavies,
    DJ Premier and the Guru from Brroklyn
    Peace out

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