Drugstore with more, dope rhyme vendor
Like I said before, I tap jaws, snatch whores
M C's that ain't equipped get flipped in my circle
You have to wait your turn, you must await your call
With force you can't withstand 'cuz I'm the muthafuckin' man
And suckers should vacate before I get irate
So now, now it is my duty to
So don't stop to say hi, muthafucka just die
Anywhere that I'd rest I had to dress with a vest
As I walk through the ghetto dead souls I greet
I guess you get the routine but with a lot of stress
Nobody put me on I made it up the hard way
I'm aiming on raining on the bitch ass chumps
Eliminate and subtract all of the booty crews
I'm Gifted Unlimited Rhymes Universal
But on the DL you know that Gangstarr will conquer
And niggaz better know I paid my dues and shit
Slander the name and with-hold facts
House the mic like your hooker and did tricks on the bitch
Frustration on my mind brothers doin' mad time
Got the skills, kreeno so I always get cheers
'Cuz my street style and intelligence level
Yes the Group Home is thick so all you punks hear this
But I'm the type of brother with much more game
Makes me much more than just a angry rebel
So much anger built inside
It doesn't matter how many they'll go as easy as just one
You can bet you'll be exterminated, taken out, done
Why punks get killed at the end of the month
When we rock knots and got props like Norm Peterson
Not partial to beef, the chief ambassador
'Cuz their rhymes don't flow and their beats don't pump
While brothers hang around tryin' to get down
Yeah me and the crew think it's about that time
Shit is getting too close that's why the Group Home is thick
Dirty Rotten Scoundrel and my name is Jeru
See my man give him pound then I walk with a frown
Look out for my people but the suckers should parlay
Cut you up like Edward Scissor hands
Niggaz just don't understand let me be my own man
Step to the bedlamite I'll prove my word is law
We got my man Jeru the Damaja, yo tell them why you're the man
Watch the one right next b'cuz he's easy to flex
Niggaz get mad 'cuz they can't score
Niggaz just don't understand I'm the muthafuckin' man
Every time you riff the more fame that we get
Yo step up to the mic and tell them why you're the man
My father always said don't watch the one across the street
Bust up chumps so crab kids keep quiet
Now many attempts have been made to hold us back?
And also on the set from Dirty Rotten Scoundrels
So every time you riff the more fame that we get
Call me Guru that's my man Premier
Right now I got my man Lil' Dap from the Group home
Troop on like a trooper no tears for fears
My nautica, asking for a hookup
Well sorry but my schedule is all booked up
I got a sure aim and if I find you're to blame
Took heed to what he said yeah that deep ass nigga
And I'll kick your can from here to Japan
Kill suckers in wars vic a style you said was yours
Styles and styles I flip Lil' Dap remains sick
I'm out to get the props that are rightfully mine
'Cuz I was told to never give my back to the street
I'll tap your jaw you probably heard it before
What's your name?
Money grip wanna flip but you're fish
Another minute another brother's gunned down
Brothers just don't know how shit got to go
What is a party if the crew ain't there?
That's why you stare and point and others cling on to
My shit holds a mouthful so I guess you know what's up
Bust one round in the air for this here
I'm 'bout to blow the fuck up because I refuse to quit
Lot's of friends, lot's of fun, lots of beers
I'm a get mines 'cuz the crew'll get theirs
Muthafuckas act hard thinking that they are God
Rhymes are organized like crime as we're rippin' the lines
But I incite a riot, don't even try it
'Cuz it's business kid, this ain't no free for all
'Cuz this year suckers are going no where
Like a wild west flick they wish to shoot up my door
Utilizing my tools in '92, M C's step up in mobs to defeat us
Did everything on my own and everyplace wasn't home
