blast off lift off
Time for me to twist off a vocal fist off
Into your domepiece, homepeace,
I heard your chick wants to bone me
I get, wild like rugby, respected like bugsy
Dont even ask me, cause Im livin lovely
Born to succeed, foes bleed, true indeed
The oral combat will romp that, your one of my seeds
When I first, busted on the scene
Nigga, you knew I had more than a gangsta lean
I mean my lean is gangsta though so check it
Ill stick an mc for his spot and sign in blood on his wack record
Boo-ya-ka, to your face as I ruin ya
Clown ya, dumbfound ya, while Im screwin the
Fuck out cha girl as she steps into my world
Im not the tallest, but that ass Ill polish
And if the hooker runs her mouth she gets cut off
But then youll sweat her, cause like my leather youre butter soft
Your style stinks kid, ya garbage
And if you keep talkin shit, ima make ya pay homage
Cause the g to the u to the r-u, came too far to
Let you slide through, rhymes will scar you
And who the fuck are you anyway?
I catch more wreck in a minute than if you rhyme for ten days
Throw the cash in the pot
You betta dash nigga, cause Im blowin up the spot"

Blowin' Up The Spot

Guru tore this verse down

this shit really hurts - Dude was a MAJOR part of my hip hop experience

RIP