What I'm Here 4 Lyrics - Gangstarr

"Tell the people what you're here for" 

It's the message in the song that makes you rock on 

Some people go to places where they don't belong 

Whether wrong or right, a lot of people fight 

But I'm here to bless this mic, aight? 

I take action the minute that the crowd gets hype 

I'm type crashin, down like a meteorite 

I'm Bogart-ing, mics and whole stages 

Destroying MC's dreams, from words to whole pages 

Their rapbooks, look more like scrapbooks 

With their fictional fairytales and frail ass hooks 

A lot of shit has happened, since I started rappin 

There's been enough beef, and enough gat clappin 

There's been mad signs, for this brother to heed 

And while some choose greed, I choose to plant seeds 

For your mental, spirit and physical temple 

Bob your head to it, there's the water you've been lead to it 

Bathe in it, a long time you've been cravin it 

Prance to it, use your third eye and glance through it 

Your state of being, becoming advanced through it 

While others rhyme with no reason I be breezin 

Their mics I seize them, then I try em for treason 

I used to always like to hang out 

Now I lounge in the rest writin bombs while tracks bang out 

I know you peeped me in the club then 

But now I'm in your speaker, with the voice that you're lovin 

It's the message in the song that makes you rock on 

Some people go to places where they don't belong 

Whether wrong or right, a lot of people fight 

But I'm here to bless this mic, aight? 

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Peace to the young ladies, who wanna bone me much 

And peace to my nigga Premier, with the golden touch 

I never fall off point, like DeNiro in Casino 

Peace to Black Gambinos and all my peoples 

Dig the steelo -- I'm fightin wars you know 

As in the Jihad, most humble, most merciful 

That's because I be God, I trog through fogs, puffing logs 

MC's muttering menial madness, they get mobbed 

Scarred and barred, and then, banished from my fuckin kingdom 

You got a fly one bring one, or else I come to fling some 

Exquisite exotic exciting type shit 

Enough to make the real heads wake up and get hype quick 

I'm type slick, known as the God Universal 

Kick rhymes without rehearsal, I cross the burnin sands 

Now I stand here with virtue, of course I could hurt you 

Simply with my point of view, and I knew 

That many would come, that's why I've chosen 

To cut off pathways, and there's no runways or doorways open 

For the jokers who ain't focused 

And all the fake mercenaries get buried by the tongue of terrifying fury 

Nothing's blurry, fuck it I got no worries 

Hearts and minds, shine bright light with insight 

Yeah sense my birthright to set up cyphers with power 

Cause mad shit ain't right, like punks in the spotlight 

Who can't freestyle, sometimes I make my peeps smile 

By sayin somethin crazy wild 

Like some shit off my dome, that be soundin 

Better than the next man's whole album...