Текст песни Guru - Where`s Our Money?
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[Guru talking]Yeah, heh-heh, it`s time y`all..It`s yours truly in the house, you know meBaldhead Slick, that`s rightThat nigga who been puttin it down for yearsSpittin fireThat`s right, holdin it down in the streetsFuck the industry bullshitSwitchin up from sweatsuits and kicks, to gators and slacksSpittin nothin but pure facts,Plus I got my clip with me this timeand we aimin at your head punkIll Kid Records, New Milliennium ducketsSnatchin the cheese from right under you rats noses{*samples*}(Ladies and gentlemen!) "You know and I know, I might drop a verse" "When the mic`s within my reach, I don`t mean to preach" "When the mic`s within my reach..."(Ladies and gentlemen!) "When the mic`s within my reach" "I`m nice like that"[Guru]Don`t base my whole life on loot, but money sure helpsI keep it tight like army boots, to ensure wealthI meet suckers everyday that rhyme, they say they rhymeMost of them, corny as hell, won`t get paid a dimeAlotta these punks, they all sound the sameThey all sound lame, fakin like they down with the gameAgainst me they`ll fail, I`m like the black Frankie HaleI leave `em slumped, and they body dumped over the railShow me respect, then cut me a fat checkYou little niggaz are like virgins, you haven`t had ass yetWet behind the ears while I been spittin darts for yearsDon`t make me embarass you in front of your so-called peersThem fools gassed you in the first place, dirtfaceCocksucker thought you had wins got suck in the worst placeAnd that`s when I, attack your fearsCuz I`m a real racketeer, get my money and bring it back here[Chorus]It`s me little homey, Gangsta BHead Slick poppin off and it`s thanks to meHave the check in the mail to the bank for meFlagrant chief, cuz that`s how my behavior beIt`s me gettin stocks and bonds, runnin with lots of donsDon`t buy the chain if you can`t cop the charmMe and my peeps carry lots of armsWhere`s our money? Where`s our money?{*samples*}(Ladies and gentlemen!) "You know and I know, I might drop a verse" "When the mic`s within my reach, I don`t mean to preach" "When the mic`s within my reach..."(Ladies and gentlemen!) "When the mic`s within my reach" "I`m nice like that"[Guru]For the dough, I`ll lay you out with no remorseYou`ll get tossed, legs and limbs lost, just for tryna flossI don`t give a fuck if you think you`re the manYou think I give a damn? You better think of a planI come through, like gangbusters to bang and crush yaCuz the fake cats that you hang with are suckasOne phone call, death to you allPicture me scuffin up my new kicks or shoes in a brawlAny problem with the law, I`ll beat the case for realBeat you in the face with steel, leave you so you can`t taste or feelFor the cash, I`ll take you out and your whole staffHave you lookin funny as hell, but I won`t laughIt`s gettin overcrowded in this rap game, so I slap lamesWho kick phony lip, with their wack namesI`m so and so, I`m this and thatYou get dissed and smacked, while I counterfeit your stacks[Chorus]{*samples*}(Ladies and gentlemen!) "You know and I know, I might drop a verse" "When the mic`s within my reach, I don`t mean to preach" "When the mic`s within my reach..."(Ladies and gentlemen!) "When the mic`s within my reach" "I`m nice like that..."