Gang Starr: Take a rest

[Guru] Well goodness gracious, let me just take this time out to pull a rhyme out, and update this For you and yours, simply because Some MC's have luck but suck So I pluck em like feathers on the back of a chicken Cause I'm mad like a pit when my man says, "sick 'em" Positive is the mindstate, but it could still mean that I will kick a ill, malicious like mean rap Suckers they forced me, to knock em all out and They think they know things, like what I'm about and They try to analyze criticize scandalize The outcome is death, don't ask me to sympathize Realize, that I'm not to be played with I'll flip so fast, you won't know I'm the same kid I'm tired and fed, with all the weak stuff said All the phony-baloney, that went out like Pro-Keds You've got no leads, so you shoot blanks It's me the crowd thanks as I step to the top ranks Bankin my money, and investin it wisely Snatchin up chumps when they try to sneak by me I'm the dominant one, call me the prominant one And as I'm speakin I'll be bombin the dumb deaf and blind cause I was born with a sharp mind Eatin MC's with ease like it's lunchtime or crunchtime, when they get done without warning I'll bust that butt from nighttime til morning Your song's boring, and so I'm scoring much points cause when it's time to throw joints I cause havoc, the mic I grab is like savage I invade the stage, and make you get off The force is like a three-eight, blowin your head off And that's just in case you might be wearin a vest Cause you're simply a pest in this mess I suggest you "Take a rest" "If this meaning doesn't manifest, put it to rest" --> KRS-One (DJ Premier cuts 2X) [Guru] Don't ever sleep son, peep one or two of these lines here Arranged by a great brain, delivering rhymes clear and concise with a nice dope voice and killin the fakes like a taste of some poison Punks are thinkin they're alla that, their voices are all flat They're findin their names, in a Wack Rapper's Almanac Me follow that hollow crap, no way Jose I'll seek out a better sound, to somethin Premier plays Days will go by, and soon you'll know why MC's like me will rise like the Enterprise Starship, headin straight for the target Destination, a place where no perpetration is permitted, the Guru is with it to explain How some MC's are scared to ride on a Four train Or any other train in the city, for that matter Playin a role that they stole like a batter But I know they ain't so I'll paint the real picture My vocals go solo and like a bolo I'll hitcha square in your face I'll crack your ribs and your chest Cause you thought your off-brand jam was the best You fessed cause you guessed people would be impressed I'm gonna bust that bubble on the double "take a rest" (DJ Premier cuts "take a rest" for the chorus) [Guru] Sit back and reflect, ponder and chill out Rhymes like daggers make blood spill out But you can't blame me, for bringin disaster With all these ducks, claimin that they're the masters Only thing they mastered, is how to get wacker As I roll uphill, they roll downhill faster Now they're wondering how they lost their touch Wanna buy my rhymes but mine cost too much I'm the innovative one, call me the creative one and I won't stop til the job is done All the slobs just run when I come to get some Cause they know better, than to challenge this go-getter They get bust you can trust cause I won't let a booty-ass rapper get wins against me? I guarantee that I won't act friendly Cause crabs have a nerve and deserve to get whipped on Their girls get kissed on, while they get flipped on I slaughter and slay, or slap em up quick Cause the lyrics they kick make me seriously sick No substance, no value, but nevertheless They're gettin daytime play but I still say they should "take a rest"