Guru - Sk**s lyrics

[DJ Premier Scratching] "My Microphone" "It's sk**s" "The funky beat" "It's sk**s" [Hook: Guru] (Sk**s) Top rank, point blank, we vital Spit flows, rip shows, peep the recital (Sk**s) Now you feel it when we drop those Hot beats, stop foes, k**ing sh**, we got those (Sk**s) It's the music that the street loves Each thug is now reppin' this with deep love (Sk**s) Gang Starr dueling again Ruling again, watch as we do it again [Verse 1: Guru] It's the true and living with a youthful vengeance And I'ma Judge Mathis your a**; give you a crucial sentence You need at least twelve j**els to practice You're too enthusiastic, male groupie ba*tard Still trying to convince us some more Pretending you're raw, that's what you'll need a minister for Again it's the law, we got you up against the wall We the gulliest, f** it then, it's us against y'all Mic sk**s, type grills, like I'm Michael Jill Like when he write for the pill is how I stifle the ill Slide off, kid, and let a grown man finesse it We bold and impressive, that old I manifest sh** Some new product from a known team n***as know me, and you can bet they know Preem So here we go for your stereo And you could tell that it's real when you hear me go… Hear me go [Hook: Guru] (Sk**s) Top rank, point blank, we vital Spit flows, rip shows, peep the recital (Sk**s) Now you feel it when we drop those Hot beats, stop foes, k**ing sh**, we got those (Sk**s) It's the music that the street loves Each thug is now reppin' this with deep love (Sk**s) Gang Starr dueling again Ruling again, watch as we do it again [Verse 2: Guru] You little s**ers know better, I go head up If your man left the joint in the whip then tell him go get it We hold it down like a holy crown Fools acting like they know me, throw me phoney pounds f** that, I'm sitting back like an aristocrat Shell shocked chief a**a**in with a whole f**ing list of cats Thought you was on the case, but you missed the fact Your b**h talking this and that, I'ma make it simple, jack I doubled up and tripled that, soldiers, where your pistols at? Life wrong move lose the gift of that Why they calling us the most consistent, most significant? ("Once again") some old slick sh** Fulfil your need and catch a joyful rush Enjoy your dutch, haters annoyed with us Homeboy, it's us, you know the face from the club Blazing a dub, with my n***as raising it up, for these... [Hook: Guru] (Sk**s) Top rank, point blank, we vital Spit flows, rip shows, peep the recital (Sk**s) Now you feel it when we drop those Hot beats, stop foes, k**ing sh**, we got those (Sk**s) It's the music that the street loves Each thug is now reppin' this with deep love (Sk**s) Gang Starr dueling again Ruling again, watch as we do it again [Verse 3: Guru] Brothers are amused by other brothers' reps Some n***as pull TECs, catch others for checks All for respect, all for the bread For the chance of success they might hand him his head Remain humble cause I know enough Plus the road is tough, especially when you roll with us But I'ma stay with my peeps, stay in these streets Rhyme spraying and I'm playing for keeps, cause I got those... [Hook: Guru] (Sk**s) Top rank, point blank, we vital Spit flows, rip shows, peep the recital (Sk**s) Now you feel it when we drop those Hot beats, stop foes, k**ing sh**, we got those (Sk**s) It's the music that the street loves Each thug is now reppin' this with deep love (Sk**s) Gang Starr dueling again Ruling again, watch as we do it again (Sk**s)