Choclair F/ Guru: Bare Witness

Choclair F/ Guru
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Bare Witness
INTRO {Who's next on the hitlist?}
{Rap so exact you catch the shakes like a sickness}

[Choclair]
Now it's the skinny man dropping this
Lock your brain, lock your lips
Talking shit? Bust your game
Career flops? I'm to blame
What's the name? [yeah]
Guru and the Chocs will reign
Wild like the lion's mane walking through the rain
Or walking through the pain of critic suffering
Got my eyes on the prize with the red dot locked
That's to keep it hot
My hungry-ass niggas be down for the figures
Green in the jean, Cruise like some act figures
You fucking with some raw, suave, dog ass niggas
Look into the eyes of the man that will be detrimental to your career
If you even touch the micstand, nigga 'nuff said

Verse 4: Guru

Hear the battle cry
Niggas getting herded like cattle to die
Why? [why?] What the fuck you think? [what the fuck you think?]
You know they want our type of species to become extinct
Still we multiply, they can't really kill us
They're upset, we're a threat 'cause their kids really feel us
They think we're drug dealers, and some of us maybe are
But I be the G-U-R-U of the Gang to the Starr
I'm going far baby pa, dipping in a fly car
Getting eyes from the honeys, parking up at the bar
Always up to par when I spar
And yo, while your protecting your neck I be like breaking your jaw
Yo trizzack, your shit's wizzack
I took that shit thizzack, it shouldn't of even been up on the rizzack
Straight like thizzack, motherfuckers

CHORUS

A-yo witness the fitness
Who's next on the hitlist?
Rap so exact that you can't do shit

Cut and scratched by YlooK

"My attitude on the hoes.."