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Put Up Or Shut Up
(专辑: The Ownerz - 2003)
[Premier scratch:] "This mic in my hand, I'm rulin!" [Verse 1: Guru] Stupid, you know it's time to sit and think, before we hit the
brink Lockerroom, at a
prize fight, before he hit the
ring Like when I
tell these corporate leeches they can't get a
thing Or when I
tell relentless rappers they had better sing The
position that anyone holds could be up to grabs I'm waitin up the
ave to see if anyone folds Since I
was twenty-one years old and legal I
knew the
difference between gimmicky gangsters and powerful people I'm the
reason, why the
game is flipped I'm the
reason, why your aim is missed I'm the
reason why you're mad I
only sprained my wrist The
reason my mindframe is trained in this You like gunfire? Better acquire the
taste Cuz youf walk aroun' with full pounds by dem waist Deface property, they be laced properly Rules are rules, fools are fools, I
react logically Ain't no way, so come, make my day Like Tom Hanks I
earn long bank and +Cast+ you +Away+ [Premier scratching] "This mic in my hand, I'm rulin!" "I repeat, this is not a
question" [Chorus: Guru (Krumbsnatcha)] Oh you brag about the
ki's you flipped and who you done up Nigga whattup? (Put up or shut up!) Poppin shit about the
chicks and the
whips you got You think you hot? (Uh-uh, man you put up or shut up!) Always talkin bout your dough and your wealth and fame Youse a
lame (Get out of here put up or shut up!) You got hot beats and kids that can spit mad fire? Youse a
liar! (That's whack put up or shut up!) [Premier sample:] "This mic in my hand, I'm rulin!" [Verse 2: Guru] Aiyyo I've seen the
toughest of tough guys, the
roughest of guys Get reduced of their juice against the
wall like small fries All rise, it's time to do the
damn thing I'm all wise, my mind exercise like handsprings Crazy degrees of difficulties Remain mackin chicks, O.G. shit, the
ten prixs(?) Please, you know my peoples want a
lot, the
corner's hot We gettin love on y'all block And that's gangsta, but a
lot of shit ain't Believe me it ain't easy like you sleazy niggaz think Uneasy niggaz blink, when I
step to the
stage And don't flinch, don't move a
inch, I'm bout to empty the
gauge I've witnessed the
bad shit, sickness and sadness Always dreamed about what I
would do, if I
had shit Drop jewels infinite for the
blind deaf and dumb Down with M.O.P. and Bumpy plus I
just left Krumb [Verse 3: Krumbsnatcha] But I'm back.. ha, fresh out of the
max And I'm gettin at you cats Aiyyo popped out the
beast, met The
Ownerz with the
lease Soldifyin contracts over dope beats Learned a
whole lot up in these streets Like when to talk, when to spark, and when not to speak I
do the
one before a
gun come out Plus y'all don't really wanna see Krumb dumb out A
ghetto doctrine to watch every pistol pop And then while you watchin examine all options Young bodies in the
coffin more often It stay the
same from Brooklyn to Boston Every interstate, more youth with the
inner hate Deep in the
struggle, puttin food on they dinner plate Hungry W.O.L.V.E.S. that roll thick in packs And pray on you cats with the
gangstafied raps Extortion, only gettin left with abortion Pullin out tools on them fools who be flossin [Chorus]
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