The Brand New Heavies: It's getting hectic

I set if off by letting you know that I can flow to many beatsSimilar to flu so freelyAnd you can say I'm getting kind of greedyBut so what 'cause I'm supplying the needyWell some MC's go for there it be I buried theRemain of the other 'cause they suck incrediblySuperficial styles only last a little whileBut they'll never hold a candle to the Gangstarr profileMore than just wit and more than just intellectAnd more than a gangster 'cause I kill wit a mic checkAnd I'm no the one wit the H on his back meaning the herbI like the funky beats, I like the curMost likely in a blunt as I roll it really steadyThen I get mentally readyAns play a track from the heavies and mellow out'Cause my main objective is to be more effective(Chorus)It's getting hectic, it's getting crazyI'ts getting hectic, it's getting wild (4x)And when the mic stands free, I then step to thePoint of attack 'cause the track feels good to meAnd I intend to break ya out of your restraints'Cause you gain interest in my lines like I'm City BankAnd thanks to the Brand New Heavies and everyoneWho can dig the movement of the Guru, smooth andProving that I'm the relevent, eloquent oneSuckers getting whoopings like they're all my sonsRemembering rap from the days of it's originThe power of many men ascend from my penDissing the ones wit the fame and claiming they're hardYo, them, I disregard'Cause they ain't all cracked up to what they should beSome like are wannabees and some like are wouldbeesAnd I'm getting vexed by the crap they projectThey put in on wax and all their records still racksChorusRearranging the script is my worst shift gear in a flashPutting cash in a stash, ain't nuttin funny, moneyMuch greater gifts, I receive, are those who are blessedAnd me, I got a treasure chestBy all means protected at all timesyou try to front and you'll pay more than a small fineI don't brag about the stuff I didI simply roll correctly, demolishing stupid kidsAnd they're running off wit the lip and not accomplishing zipI tell 'em, wake up son 'cause this is itPeep out the suckers who are fakingFlaking moves on the mic and in lifeStrife is what I give them 'cause I'm living how I should beAnd you better move 'cause the groove is like deadlyAnd no, you ain't all that and many ain't legitSo I'm a put a mark for they get bustChorusYo Gangstarr, 1991 into 92 and beyondLounging wit the Brand New heavies,DJ Premier and the Guru from BrroklynPeace out