GANG STARR Song Lyrics

Album:
"Moment of Truth"

1) You Know My Steez
2) Robbin Hood Theory
3) Work
4) Royalty
5) Above Clouds
6) JFK 2 LAX
7) It'z a Set Up
8) Moment of Truth
9) B.I. vs. Friendship
10) The Militia
11) The Rep Grows Bigga
12) What I'm Here 4
13) She Knowz What She Wants
14) New York Strait Talk
15) My Advice 2 You
16) Make 'Em Pay
17) The Mall
18) Betrayal
19) Next Time
20) In Memory Of...

Album:
"Hard to Earn"

1) Intro (The First Step)
2) ALONGWAYTOGO
3) Code of the Streets
4) Brainstorm
5) Tons O Guns
6) The Planet
7) Aiiight Chill...
8) Speak Ya Clout
9) DWYCK
10) Words From the Nutcracker
11) Mass Appeal
12) Blowin' Up The Spot
13) Suckaz Need Bodyguards
14) Now You're Mine
15) Mostly Tha Voice
16) F.A.L.A.
17) Comin' for Datazz

Album:
"No More Mr. Nice Guy"

1) Premier & The Guru
2) Jazz Music
3) Gotch U
4) Manifest .
5) Gusto
6) DJ Premier in Deep Concentration
7) Positivity (Remix)
8) Manifest
9) Conscience Be Free
10) Cause and Effect
11) 2 Steps Ahead
12) No More Mr. Nice Guy
13) Knowledge
14) Positivity

Album:
"Step in the Arena"

1) Name Tag (Premier & The Guru)
2) Step in the Arena
3) Form of Intellect
4) Execution of a Chump (No More Mr. Nice Guy Pt. 2)
5) Who's Gonna Take the Weight
6) Beyond Comprehension
7) Check the Technique
8) Lovesick
9) Here Today, Gone Tomorrow
10) Game Plan (instrumental)
11) Take a Rest
12) What You Want This Time?
13) Street Ministry
14) Just to Get a Rep
15) Say Your Prayers
16) As I Read My S-A
17) Precisely the Right Rhymes
18) The Meaning of the Name

Album:
"Daily Operation"

1) Daily Operation
2) The Place Where We Dwell
3) Flip the Script
4) Ex Girl to the Next Girl
5) Soliloquy of Chaos
6) I'm the Man
7) 92 Interlude
8) Take it Personal
9) 2 Deep
10) 24-7/365
11) No Shame in my Game
12) Conspiracy
13) The Illest Brother
14) Hardcore Composer
15) B.Y.S.
16) Much Too Much (Mack a Mil)
17) Take Two and Pass
18) Stay Tuned

GANG STARR
MOMENT OF TRUTH

What I'm Here 4

";Tell the people what you're here for";

Intro/Chorus: Guru

It's the message in the song that makes you rock on
Some people go to places where they don't belong
Whether wrong or right, a lot of people fight
But I'm here to bless this mic, aight?

Verse One: Guru

I take action the minute that the crowd gets hype
I'm type crashin, down like a meteorite
I'm Bogart-ing, mics and whole stages
Destroying MC's dreams, from words to whole pages
Their rapbooks, look more like scrapbooks
with their fictional fairytales and frail ass hooks
A lot of shit has happened, since I started rappin
There's been enough beef, and enough gat clappin
There's been mad signs, for this brother to heed
and while some choose greed, I choose to plant seeds
for your mental, spirit and physical temple
Bob your head to it, there's the water you've been lead to it
Bathe in it, a long time you've been cravin it
Prance to it, use your third eye and glance through it
Your state of being, becoming advanced through it
While others rhyme with no reason I be breezin
Their mics I seize them, then I try em for treason
I used to always like to hang out
Now I lounge in the rest writin bombs while tracks bang out
I know you peeped me in the club then
but now I'm in your speaker, with the voice that you're lovin

Chorus

Verse Two: Guru

Peace to the young ladies, who wanna bone me much
And peace to my nigga Premier, with the golden touch
I never fall off point, like DeNiro in Casino
Peace to Black Gambinos and all my peoples
dig the steelo -- I'm fightin wars you know
as in the Jihad, most humble, most merciful
That's because I be God, I trog through fogs, puffing logs
MC's muttering menial madness, they get mobbed
Scarred and barred, and then, banished from my fuckin kingdom
You got a fly one bring one, or else I come to fling some
exquisite exotic exciting type shit
Enough to make the real heads wake up and get hype quick
I'm type slick, known as the God Universal
Kick rhymes without rehearsal, I cross the burnin sands
Now I stand here with virtue, of course I could hurt you
simply with my point of view, and I knew
that many would come, that's why I've chosen
to cut off pathways, and there's no runways or doorways open
for the jokers who ain't focused
And all the fake mercenaries get buried by the tongue of terrifying fury
Nothing's blurry, fuck it I got no worries
Hearts and minds, shine bright light with insight
Yeah sense my birthright to set up cyphers with power
cause mad shit ain't right, like punks in the spotlight
who can't freestyle, sometimes I make my peeps smile
by sayin somethin crazy wild
like some shit off my dome, that be soundin
better than the next man's whole album...

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