Guru - Take A Look (At Yourself) lyrics

A lot of people don't realize that The reason why I'm talkin' is, I'm tired of most And I'm tired of s**ers always complain about your situation 'Cause you frontin', you dig?' Take a look at yourself, take a look at yourself Take one big look, take a look at yourself, you dig? Take a look at yourself, take a look at yourself Take one big look, take a look at yourself, you dig? Came up short man, yes, just one time too many Don't try to get too friendly, I shouldn't give you any R E S P E C T, you know respect You're messed up son, tryin' to play mack money You went for self, for the fast wealth but you know what's funny? Now you're fallin', fallin', cryin' out for reasons Should I sympathize, or let my lyrics give lesions And cuts 'cause I can straighten you up I ain't on no crusade, it's just that your game's played But are you afraid to make moves and get really paid? You might fade 'cause punk you live for today And most of your chances, already blew away Take a look at yourself, take a look at yourself Take one big look, take a look at yourself, you dig? Take a look at yourself, take a look at yourself Take one big look, take a look at yourself, you dig? Listen, forget the dissin', I'm admittin' I've done some wrong, also wrote some dope songs My man Roy He brought the vibes along Now I'm in there In here gettin' funky with the track I used to drive a Cadillac It took me there and back But seriously black, how you livin'? From what I can see, word to mother you're slippin' If I were you, I'd stop this fantasy world stuff 'Cause the real world's tough, you ain't equipped enough Step back, an*lyze And use your own eyes to see I can't be you, you can't be me For your problems, yo you can't blame no one else Take a look at yourself, take a look at yourself Take one big look, take a look at yourself, you dig? Take a look at yourself, take a look at yourself Take one big look, take a look at yourself, you dig? I ain't runnin' away, never kid yo, are you? I been through the BS, I got scars a few But I can't dwell in the hell that I've pa**ed through I'ma blast through and do what I gotta do Amazing, s**ers think this rap stuff won't phase them I wait then and cross the ceilings 'til they cave in Or give in, 'cause the power keeps me driven I'll destroy the weak noise with much poise and no toys Or tricks so stay off my tip And get a grip on your own and get a life of your own And stop waitin', for things to come to you That's for chumps, I know what you oughta do Take a look at yourself, take a look at yourself Take one big look, take a look at yourself, you dig? Take a look at yourself, take a look at yourself Take one big look, take a look at yourself, you dig? Yeah, I wanna give a big big shout out to the Dirty Rotten Scoundrels And the Group Home to my man Premier Crazy shoutout to all the boroughs of New York Know what I'm sayin'? 'Cause my man Roy Ayers is in full effect Take a look at yourself, take a look at yourself Take one big look, take a look at yourself, you dig? Take a look at yourself, take a look at yourself Take one big look, take a look at yourself, you dig?