Royalty

Gang Starr has gots to be the sure shot And it's like that Gang Starr has gots to be the sure shot And it's like dat Gang Starr has gots to be the sure shot And it's like that Gang Starr Represent (oh yeah) One of the meanest and the cleanest And still I'm kind of fiendish when I'm at this Been doin' this for eons, peons best to catch this Vision of excellence, precise rappin' ability 'Bout to make some dead presidents, mackin' a million G The money though, it's got people actin funny, yo As soon as some niggas get some light, they be like dummies, yo Products and puppets and pawns, gettin' played out When authentic niggas step up, respect be laid out Major effect to your sector, I'm the corrector Live and direct, waving my mic like a scepter Supreme exalted, universal leader Descendant of the kings and queens, the overseer The overlord, cream of the crop, crème de la crème Spent years buildin' with cats in the streets, so they my men Again, Gang Starr has done it Remember too much jewels back in the days? You'd have to run it Check it, the ground be hot under our feet So we be listening to beats to keep the cypher complete Whether you kids be holdin' on the block all day Or you be puffin' lye, out in the back hallway Or whether you being schooled, or in the library Wherever you are, baby paw, realize that your essence Is divine, son, and let it shine, son, as we refine, son Ayo, this shit'll blow your mind, son, we're royalty Wherever I go I won't accept nothin' less than the best Whatever I choose, I choose to do I have to stand out from all the rest Whatever I do, wherever I go I won't accept nothin' less than the best Whatever I choose, I choose to do I just wanna stand out from all the rest And all the girls, they wanna spoil me My honey anoints me with oils, G After work, she greets me, and treats me like royalty Works with me, giving herself, by my side She don't sweat me for loot, my fame, or my ride A lot of ladies out there be looking lovely But they don't got no control of their life, inside, they're ugly Word to Bugsy, and to Red Alert Sway and Tech, and Funkmaster Flex to make your head jerk Chicks go berserk when they see us in the spot K-Ci, JoJo and Preemo, creepin' to the top And to the sweethearts out there breakin' hearts While we're taking part of this hip-hop art Listen, yo, the best way, it ain't always the fast way And yes, the best way, it ain't always to act nasty I'll open up the door always, before you pass me Baby doll, because you're royalty Whatever I do, wherever I go I won't accept nothin' less than the best Whatever I choose, I choose to do I have to stand out from all the rest Whatever I do, wherever I go I won't accept nothin' less than the best Whatever I choose, I choose to do I just wanna stand out from all the rest Gang Starr has gots to be the sure shot And it's like that Gang Starr has gots to be the sure shot And it's like that Gang Starr has gots to be the sure shot And it's like that Gang Starr has gots to be the sure shot And it's like that Hey, oh yeah Ooh yeah Tell me, ooh Whatever I do, yeah I always want the best Somebody out there want the best, yeah Don't you settle for less Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah JoJo, Guru, Premier, break it down To whom it may concern This goes out, to anybody, who's doing the bullshit, straight up Yo, everybody's calling me, my lawyer, everybody on this "Yo, did you scratch 'such-and-such name', or 'this, that, and the third', on the record for a hook?" Y'all keep calling me on that shit, man, and y'all supposed to be Hip-Hoppers and all that? And letting the industry control the rules of the Hip-Hop world that we made? Y'all need to knock that shit off That's some greedy-ass, fake bullshit Knock that shit off, for real Y'know'm sayin'? And when that shit come and slap you in the face, y'know'm sayin'? That greed? I'ma be right there, laughing at y'all And one other thing What's the deal with you break-record cats, putting out all the original records that we sample from And snitching by putting us on the back of it, saying we used stuff? You know how that go Stop doing that, y'all are violatin', straight up and down Word up, man, I'm sick of this shit Y'all muthafuckas really don't know what this Hip-Hop's all about So while you keep on faking the funk We gonna keep on walkin' through the darkness, carryin' our torches Underground will live forever, baby We just like roaches, never dying, always living And on that note, let's get back to the program