Guru - Counter Punch lyrics

[Intro: Big Shug talking] Yeah its time for me to step up and get me a piece of this mutherf**in pie Yah nam sayin, I know you cats been waitin for the real Thats all I know, on this track somethings about to get broke up You got to respect that Its only right Word up [Verse One: Big Shug] I rock for n***as that box, pull triggers on Glocks Hang out all day on hot blocks When you yell "lets go" they don't stop Their soul mission is to be on top This is a score for soldiers of war And veteran rap crews that go on world tour I stay lyrically fit to beat the sh** Out of compit-ish that wish to flip I'm comin through like 2 blows Crack your clavicle Hot like calicoes, outta control I throw vicious hooks and upper cuts To knock you on ya bu*t I'm in your face screaming "what" And you supposed to be hard You get chased by attack dogs, up trees through backyards Guru hit me on the hip, there's gonna be some sh** So grab your team and battleship I'm bombin sh** like NATO, you wanna play yo? I crush that a** like tomatoes Forever it be me and Gu' It ain't a mutherf**in thing you cats can do And what, what what what Counter punch and what And what what what Counter punch and what [Hook] "The sh** gets drastic they learn when I hit them" n***as be near the stage ice grillin and posted up They don't know n***as with us be holstered up Ready to toast it up, they try to approach But they can't quite get..close enough Or they bound n***as snuffed Counter punch counter punch believe that "The sh** gets drastic they learn when I hit them" [Verse Two: Guru] Its too late in the game for us to choke And you don't want to provoke these OG's to go for broke We got outta state cat peelers, ex crack dealers Ex cons, dons and macs that stack skrilla And now we're splittin the pie Bustin off a lick in the sky Soon as I'm spittin you die Instantly, you just a wimp to me My man Premier orchestrates the breaks on this symphony And now you know you should respect your fathers I'm understanding god as we continue this saga Me and my n***a Shug, go hood to hood Understood, you tryin a buy props Thats why you riding the wood Its all good, from Blue Hill Ave to Humbolt Right here to NYC blazing trails like gun smoke Some toke, others be ready to fight ya See more beef than butchers Beat you down or just snipe ya Counter punch [Hook] [Verse Three: Big Shug] I get you cats in a verbal crossfire Then co*k my hand back and slap the hell fire outta liars Chill out in co*kpits, puff fly with pilots Acquire frequent flyer mileage All black on, shoes sway violet No matter how you flip it dunn, I stay stylish The girl I'm wit you dream to get between her While I be on tour walkin the beaches of Ipanema See my nina, you run and hide So id rather get the drop then punch you dead in the eye You scarred of me, you outta be, cause basically You just another wack a** MC I'm deadly, sickenin like the flu You got 2 hours get out the game or you through So, come front and I will bust your circumference Big Shug ain't ever havin, none of that nonsense Pa** the word to ya team we out to lunch And they can't withstand the mighty blow of the counter punch And what, what what what Counter punch and what And what, what what what Counter punch counter punch "the sh** gets drastic They learn when I hit them"