Suckas Need Bodyguards

アーティストGang Starr
作詞Keith Elam, Chris Martin
作曲Keith Elam, Chris Martin
MCs be faking
So gotta get taken

Faked MCs
They always act hard
They won't walk the streets
Without their bodyguard
Hey faked MCs
They always act hard
They won't walk the streets
Without their bodyguard

MCs are laid out
Like stiffes in a morgue
Praise the Lord
You're in awe
When I'm gripping my mike cord

Rhymes are ripped with swift execution
One verse could coerce
Your girl to prostitution

The GURU is now the brother that you're fearing
Beware when
I'm making hits with Prernaren

Roll into a spot near you
Lyrics tear through
Foam to your dome
You better watch your rear view

Niggers been L-backed too long
We're coming up
In the streets we roam alone
So watch me running up

I'm summoning up
A mad posse of warriors
Night crusaders
Who'll break down barriers

And bring faces of death
Putting MCs to rest
Until there's no faked chumps left

Rhyme, step
Yeah, bounce nigger bounce
My arms are cargo
When yours is just a Quarter ounce

Faked MCs
They always act hard
They won't walk the streets
Without their bodyguard
Faked MCs
They always act hard
They won't walk the streets
Without their bodyguard
Faked MCs
They always act hard
They won't walk the streets
Without their bodyguard

Gang Starr boys
And that's beyond their comprehension
Mad brothers in every city
You can feel the tension

To stop the killing-whacking
MCs must die
Who am I
I'm the destruction
That'll make your third eye cry

Too potent
Too high an intelligence quotient
When I release my speech
I'll have you puck rappers hoping

I won't expose your names
And your identities
You know you're phonies
Get the fuck from in front of me

Hard core fans
Are fed up from your folk look
Blinds strip your raw
And infect you like cold sores

And I hope
You're not the one that I'm after
Since the days of Adidas
I've been a true master

Faked MCs
They always act hard
They won't walk the streets
Without their bodyguard
Faked MCs
They always act hard
They won't walk the streets
Without their bodyguard
Faked MCs
They always act hard
They won't walk the streets
Without their bodyguard
Faked MCs
They always act hard
They won't walk the streets
Without their bodyguard

I've been around honk
But yo I still feel young
A few of my crew members
Like to pack guns

I'm highly strung
But don't mistake me when I smile
I murder and tie a rapshot
With my freestyle

After the killing
Just like Casper and Bozz
Fakes thought I was friendly at their wakes
I was host

Toast without a gun
You'd be done
Thrown up your heads bitch
And then choose another one

Choose one metaphor
And then choose another one
Watch that ass like a bully
Have you called in your big brother

A long five foot eight
They call me stodge
I got more moles in my dick
Than you could fit in the garden

At Madison Square
I shot a fair one
So many niggers knew me
That the kid wouldn't dare run

MCs pay cash
To ensure their safety
They know they can't take me
The J & G
You crazy?

I'll be on 'em like a message from God
Knowledge of self
They can see us play hard

Faked MCs
They always act hard
They won't walk the streets
Without their bodyguard
Faked MCs
They always act hard
They won't walk the streets
Without their bodyguard
Faked MCs
They always act hard
They won't walk the streets
Without their bodyguard

Faked MCs
They always act hard
They won't waik the streets
Without their bodyguard

Faked MCs
They always act hard
I'm not a sucker so I don't need a bodyguard
Faked MCs
They always act hard
I'm not a sucker so I don't need a bodyguard
Faked MCs
They always act hard
I'm not a sucker so I don't need a bodyguard
Faked MCs
They always act hard
I'm not a sucker so I don't need a bodyguard

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