[00:00.00] 作词 : Elam, Martin[00:00.50] 作曲 : Chris Martin/Keith Elam[00:01.00]Tell the people what you're here for[00:13.18]Intro/chorus:guru[00:13.19]It's the message in the song that makes you rock on[00:15.78]Some people go to places where they don't belong[00:18.11]Whether wrong or right, a lot of people fight[00:20.53]But i'm here to bless this mic, aight?[00:23.00]Verse one: guru[00:23.41]I take action the minute that the crowd gets hype[00:26.22]I'm type crashin, down like a meteorite[00:28.00]I'm bogart-ing, mics and whole stages[00:31.23]Destroying mc's dreams, from words to whole pages[00:34.18]Their rapbooks, look more like scrapbooks[00:36.50]With their fictional fairytales and frail ass hooks[00:39.30]A lot of **** has happened, since I started rappin[00:41.83]There's been enough beef, and enough gat clappin[00:44.37]There's been mad signs, for this brother to heed[00:47.00]And while some choose greed, I choose to plant seeds[00:49.63]For your mental, spirit and physical temple[00:52.37]Bob your head to it, there's the water you've been lead to it[00:55.21]Bathe in it, a long time you've been cravin it[00:57.80]Prance to it, use your third eye and glance through it[01:00.70]Your state of being, becoming advanced through it[01:03.44]While others rhyme with no reason I be breezin[01:05.30]Their mics I seize them, then I try em for treason[01:08.45]I used to always like to hang out[01:10.00]Now I lounge in the rest writin bombs while tracks bang out[01:13.92]I know you peeped me in the club then[01:16.14]But now i'm in your speaker, with the voice that you're lovin[01:29.30]Chorus[01:30.30]Verse two: guru[01:31.92]Peace to the young ladies, who wanna bone me much[01:34.70]And peace to my ***** premier, with the golden touch[01:37.62]I never fall off point, like deniro in casino[01:40.56]Peace to black gambinos and all my peoples[01:43.04]Dig the steelo -- i'm fightin wars you know[01:45.08]As in the jihad, most humble, most merciful[01:47.40]That's because I be god, I trog through fogs, puffing logs[01:50.64]Mc's muttering menial madness, they get mobbed[01:52.72]Scarred and barred, and then, banished from my ****** kingdom[01:56.05]You got a fly one bring one, or else I come to fling some[01:58.83]Exquisite exotic exciting type ****[02:01.07]Enough to make the real heads wake up and get hype quick[02:03.70]I'm type slick, known as the god universal[02:06.38]Kick rhymes without rehearsal, I cross the burnin sands[02:09.00]Now I stand here with virtue, of course I could hurt you[02:11.80]Simply with my point of view, and I knew[02:13.81]That many would come, that's why i've chosen[02:16.93]To cut off pathways, and there's no runways or doorways open[02:20.13]For the jokers who ain't focused[02:21.75]And all the fake mercenaries get buried by the tongue of terrifying fury[02:25.44]Nothing's blurry, **** it I got no worries[02:27.61]Hearts and minds, shine bright light with insight[02:30.04]Yeah sense my birthright to set up cyphers with power[02:32.30]Cause mad **** ain't right, like punks in the spotlight[02:35.45]Who can't freestyle, sometimes I make my peeps smile[02:38.19]By sayin somethin crazy wild[02:39.90]Like some **** off my dome, that be soundin[02:41.88]Better than the next man's whole album...