B.y.s. Lyrics - Gangstarr

I'm like a sniper rhymes'll strike ya when I'm rockin 

mad chicks be jockin' when the G Starr's talking 

And that's because my word is bond 

I get much fan mail and I always respond 

So tell your hon to write me too 

make sure she puts attention Mr. Guru 

Brothers know the flow is unique 

I got 100 wild styles in my black valise 

MC's wanna be me so they keep askin 

for me to teach 'em methods both slow and fast 

And others wanna act as if they're better 

but they only got one style which ain't all that clever 

I'm cooler than wind, harder than cold steel 

I get the ladies with more than just sex appeal 

A mystic psychic scanning all your thoughts 

I'll touch your soul and make your brain feel caught 

When my rapture traps ya and makes you mine 

You'll submit to the gift and to the lyrical lines 

So suckers realize that the size is too large 

when I come through I'm pullin' whole crews cards 

I be wreckin' correct and on the gangster tip 

MC's who front: Imma' gonna burst your shit 

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I wonder do you love it enough 

I'm steppin' rugged and tough, never to front or to bluff 

I got the fresh cut baldy, the brothers call me 

Guru the man yes with all the 

J-A-Z-Z-Y type essence, street type lessons manifesting 

the one who make the fly ladies feel pleasant 

Never forgettin' that to myself I'm true 

do what you want to but watch yourself though "duke" 

I don't wanna hear all of that loud mouthing 

try to pull yours out when nothing comes out 

Then you'll see why you can't compete with me 

the notorious Guru of the Gang you see 

Starr stands for power like I said before 

I'm like the doctors cure slicker than Roger Moore 

I slide up to a crab MC like this 

tap 'em in the head with my mic like this 

I'll be revealing that you're weak to the world if you wish 

And I insist that if you persist 

then you get creamed, cuz Imma' get real steamed 

so don't you try to flex and try to look all mean 

Heyo check it that's dead that's it 

cuz all you phony ass rappers Imma' bust your shit 

Now when you see me on the set you know I may unleash 

a lyric like a mad dog barking through the speaker 

Step off unless you wanna get torn up 

your raps worn out burned out fucked up 

You locked up or maybe you locked out 

cuz at the battle last time you snuck out 

But now I'm rolling over you full blast 

I'm here to let you know no longer will the bull last 

MC's telling lies and poppin' all those myths 

Keep on fakin' moves and Imma'...