Here's the Proof

All right buddy, when can I make you study? I'll take you out while I talk about some ugly Things taking place, within the rap race I'm well aware it's Premier, I got a taste Of the bitterness, cause I'm the Guru I'm not with the rest of Those who rose by scandalous means I'll intervene and you can't handle the scene Cause you're bugged, by all the drugs and payola The gameplan, I will smartly take over I'm bolder, I'm wiser, I got the eyes to Observe all the MC's perping a move And after the circus, I'm certain to prove That a man, traveling with wisdom book in hand Will stand, longer than any king of merely one land And after the war is sort and peace The Gang will be the dealers of the dope beats Always, in hallways we're lurking Working, like an army of surgeons To cut up your butt up, so what up you can't team Shake and don't mistake, the mystical chance and Glance, at the brothers with the stunned look And at the stake is where we're gonna burn crooks When though they bite but can't fight the mighties Prepare your head for flight, say "Goodnighty" Most likely, I be saying the truth Cause GangStarr means "funky" and here is the proof *DJ Premier scratched the chorus* A lotta brothers, you know they wanna act like They're tight, a brother's like the wack type Who underrate the record but check it a second If the G the U the R the U is somebody new We'll never lie to you I wouldn't try to do what I would die to do I'm not despising you, but use your eyes just to see Envision how it'll be Cause now it'll be me, on a rhyme spree Going far, large, wide, so let us take a ride Inside, of transcendentalism I'm on a mission, you're in a mental prison Getting nuff respect and more selective and effective So respect this, I insist you be swift and catch the movement As I shoo the tenderonies, don't be phony Take some time to spend to know me Cause I'm complex, decking MC's while I quiz them The real deal I reveal so feel the wisdom And strength, cause I can go the whole length Just like a preacher preaching the truth GangStarr means "funky" and here is the proof *DJ Premier in deep concentration once again* This beat is thumping, and I'm a keep you jumping I'll pull your card, I'm hitting harder put the chumps In a daze, like a maze they can't get out of And as they try they can't deny I got the clout of The Bossman, and in a battle you'll be tossed and Turned, to learn more gracious ways You must behave, or I'm a take this phrase like an icepick And I might pick you off You're soft, let's see how quick you frost In a meat freezer, we'll seize you then sqeeze ya Head to get rid of the lies you believe And after this process your eyes will recieve The glowing light, brighter than any ever in your sight So hype, that you will gain the sense to wanna act right In spite, of all your faults before The Gang, will be the ones to make you seek your Knowledge, it all is a blessing Addressing, things about which you're guessing So hear it, get near it, compare it to others Think and take a drink, I'm a lyrical brother I'd love ya, to be all you can be If you're a man, you should be manly Not sissy-like, and not so decietful Because the Gang may hang you or keep you As prisoners, for not believing the truth That GangStarr means funky, and here is the proof *DJ Premier flexes his oft-copied turntable skills*