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it's us you know the face in the club
Blazin it up, with my niggas raisin it up for these

(Skills) Top rank point blank we vital
Spit flows rip
KAY STARR VERSION
The wheel of fortune
Goes spinning around
Will the arrow point my way?
Will this be my day?

Oh, wheel of fortune
Please
The badder you seem, the more lies you tell 
The more lies you sell, then by surprise you fell 
Into my deathtrap, right into my clutches 
Stupid, you know
I wan' do it to death, whats up wit you?
You know my steez
True indeed
Say it loud

Black and proud
Ain't no time to hesitate at the gate
Do it now!
vest
Kid you know who we are
Afu to the Gang to the Starr
We got props on every boulevard

[Afu-Ra]
When I spark it up, and you ingest my skills
wit you?
[BR]	You know my steez
[MD]	True indeed
[BR]	Say it loud
[MD]	Black and proud
	Ain't no time to hesitate at the gate
	Do it now!
this cheese like a lil rat bitch
Fuckin suck me good
Nibbling thru her team
Raw shit
Nigga check me out
Know ya jockin my steez best believe nigga
Get with this get with this 
Get with this 'cause you got no choice
Rappers sometimes you`ll find make dough 
But yo you know they`ve got no voice
The meaning of the name GangStarr, well I'll tell ya
It means How far my mind can excel to
A greater type of thought, brought by the things that I've
out, Mike plain Jane
Either way you know what time it is, gotta maintain
Mr. Chows' girl, not a PF Chang thang
Whole crew bad, it's a pretty gang thang
seem, the more lies you tell 
The more lies you sell, then by surprise you fell 

Into my deathtrap, right into my clutches 
Stupid, you know the God
Knocked off the game, and cold broke is spat
Gang Starr, will Billy Danze and Big Slap
Word to Laze, big schools and big gats

You didn't whip it right
Big L, rest in peace

Fresh out the gate again, time to raise the stakes again
Fatten my plate again, y'all cats know we always play to win
G-A-N-G
Big L, rest in peace

Fresh out the gate again, time to raise the stakes again
Fatten my plate again, y'all cats know we always play to win
G-A-N-G
in my shoes and you'd be crazy too
With nothing to lose

I've got nothing to lose, got nothing to lose
(That's why I got gang related)
Got nothing
I get uptight
Yeah so now that you know 
The Gang Starr Posse we get mad doe
That's how we do and the feeling is fine
'95 is yours 2000 is mine

Lil'
line dialectic
Dig the perspective
Of an open minded skeptic
Where you're skeptical
Looks don't count
Better off judging by rhymebooks
And share
No more than 3 grams
What the fuck you know about a ki man
You never hustle
Lets get it right my nigga wild woulda stuck you
Stop dry snitchin in your
and Mike
One roll, they had my pockets thirstier than Sprite

Yo I know the feeling, when you feeling like a villain
You be having good thoughts but
and Mike
One roll, they had my pockets thirstier than Sprite

Yo I know the feeling, when you feeling like a villain
You be having good thoughts but
the streets of Brooklyn, properties on an island
A pen and a pad, you know my steez when I'm weeded
Bring rhymes together like cleavage
So love it or leave it,
Damn well they want to be him
Tie you and hear me in style(??)
That why we givin him style 
It be the piece maker, I'm the jewel of the wild
Gang
you know my Steez'
Spitta Andretti, Pedal foot heavy you know I speed
Minus the busing, Keano Reeves
Twistin' them Fern-gully trees, bitch breathe
here to play with you
You know the steez you know my whole program
Brothers from the No-Lands, all we want is the G's
Guns and grams, livin fat like
and my clients want work
He know we fresh out, tell the kid meet me, matter fact, beep me
Word to mother, lord, sunny got me hurt
You still fucking shorty?