- Gang Starr Deadly Habitz 歌詞
- Gang Starr
- (Guru)
Yeah, bout to talk about some serious *******t
Deadly habits, you know everybodys got em
Just that some *****z try to front, try to cover *******t up
But ***** that, I be wylin sometimes - you know why?
Cause suckers be thinkin that *******t is sweet
*****z be thinkin that rap *****z aint real, haha
Yeah well thats aight, thats aight
Let em think what they want
(Verse One: Guru)
Yo Im steady at it, them deadly habits
I pray for the best outcome son, but my domes already shattered
By the *******t thats occurred
Drivin home tipsy from the club, puffin herb, vision blurred
Thinkin bout them *****z who caught the drop
Who I gotta stop, who he caught, and who still gotta get popped
Stash box, feelin like Fish in 'King of New York'
Wifey do her thing for the God, she dont be bringin me pork
Cause theres enough deadly *******t a brother be facin
Up in V.I.P., *****z drinks they be lacin
Got a ***** sweatin pacin, not ready to fall the ***** up
But ready to pull out, and back em all the ** *** out
And my guardian angel, is always there to protect
And my supreme nature, keeps all them savages in check
How the hell did everything get so twisted
They say be careful what you pray for, so I guess now its this *******t
(Chorus: Guru)
They will never know - what I do to get by
And them many times I almost died
They will never know - all the reasons why I flip
And now I gotta keep an extra clip
They will never know- what this stress is like
And why Im on point, ready to fight
They will never know - all the pressure and pain
Dont give a ***** if they think less of me mayne
(Verse Two: Guru)
Deadly habits, they could be a number of things
Everybody got em, some people do ugly things
Excessive behaviour, it can get the best of you
Trust me, Im a lot like the rest of you
I got issues, that havent been resolved
You know like, money people owe me while they out havin a ball
(Mmm) Guess they too got deadly habits
Got me on a mission, to go and merk, each and every ******
Managers coked up, A&Rs all ****d up
Old school style, have em gagged up and roped up
Those deadly habits have me losin my cool
But yo the Son cant chill, so Ima be abusin them fools
Pull the plug on em, pull the rug on em
Have em callin up , all their closest thug friends
Them *****z can get it too
This GangStarr *******t is too deep, to even get into
So ***** you!
(Chorus)
(Verse Three: Guru)
***** you wanna do, we way past 7:30
Be easy, too many brothers seem to go to heaven early
Its hell in these streets, but soon Im on a hot streak
Whos in the hot seat, who had a felony beef
Yo I beat cases, with different attorneys
And I laughed at the racist DAs, who were wi*******n to burn me
My mom caught a heart attack, around the same time
News articles were published, around the same time
This depressed me more, but I stayed in tact
And that last corny chick I was with, she got played in fact
I know *****z that did dumb time, and dumb crimes
I ***** with real **** *z, and never cowards with dumb minds
This countrys got us in a fix
America, your deadly habits, got us all up in the mix
War without, war within, holy war, mortal sin
Tell me - huh, whats the origin?
(Chorus)
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