The Best
Guru, Chief Kamachi
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Cult Status kamach My man Guru, Baldhead Slick Nah'mean, it's legendary Yo, Kamachi, Philly's my official strip Past streets' scientific what I hit you with The mind of an African initiate I use my magic to murder any clique you get Don't need to click a clip I'm in the jungle where the Apollo stick More powerful than any hollow tips I'm out there like I blew Up on the Apollo ship I don't listen to Earth Radio or follow hit's I'm a die for this hip-hop home I fought And Guru got the temple of The bones that's bought So I can create a world Where my poems is taught And now I got 'em caught Like high heals on the Cracks of the boardwalk Blood from their mouth when I Give 'em the sword talk Keep my eyes open like a war hawk Their slugs melt But I think they need more assault When my black candles burning in the Middle of white floor chalk kamach! "Mothafuckaz know who's the best" "Kamachi" "Call me Guru" "Bring it on if you think you can hang And if not, let me do my thang" Bring it on But make sure intentions are pure Cuz like the saying goes - "All's Fair in love and war" F*ck they wanna try to dead a brotha for? My bags are packed I'm bout to Head out for another tour while back home All the shorties learn to back chrome They catch you slipping You could get hit to the back of your dome The New York blocks are still scorching Word up! And it's the same down in Philly And the same up in Boston Down South and out West Some don't move without vest I feel a couple of rappers But I doubt the rest Cuz I can tell they don't know What they in it for They know their whole steez is weak But won't even admit it at all Don't wanna play the game by the rules So again, the blind leads the blind The fools is lead by the fools And picture me not setting it straight Uh, that's like a fat kid at A cookout not getting a plate so bring it on Ayo I'm humble and calm but I still rumble and bum Any fugase lazy rapper I crumble on my palm They play rules, and they can never rock me I'm well protected Well connected and I rock Kamachi I'm about to Oz back From the culture stealers Cuz we'll never see power unless we Let our culture heal us The strongest people Call us the soul survivors So beware of the burning sands And the molten lava Yo the God known to control Every cycle and season This my Holy Land commercial Ass disciples is leaving When I hit 'em with this Automatic rifle I'm breathing And send their souls right back To the spiritual regions My show gives listeners a miracle evening Mary's womb is the spot that My voice was conceived in Now understand me or what You should believe in Don't care about my wrist as Long as melanin is freezing Word up Bring it on if you think you can hang Stupid, yeah it's your man Guru Gang Starr representing, AKA Baldhead Slick Kno'm'sain, I'm in the house With my man Kamach straight like that Philly to New York to Worldwide Will put an end to your fronting behavior That's wazzup, shit's about to change You heard
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Written by: Holly Knight, Mike Chapman
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