Tru Master

[Intro: James Brown]
Ladies and gentlemen
(I'd like to know)
Are you ready for star time?
(Yeah!)
Okay, well, lemme kinda move these things around here, ya know?
Ladies and gentlemen
I don't know what this is coming down through the audience
But look like it just came out of the basement
(Yeahhhhhh!!!!)
Know what I'm sayin'? (Know what I'm sayin'? Know what I'm sayin'?)
(Thank you, because.. because now..)
Alright, let's bring to the stage..

[Verse 1: Inspectah Deck]
Yo! Your Highness, live from the bricks, one-six
Pete Rock bang your head, break the drumsticks
Verbal assault, rhymes rippin' through the mix
Specialist with the smash hits, catchin' flicks
Savagely attack this, blast with accurate aim
Spark the flame, burn this and pop a vein
Ride tracks like the Soul Train
Hold ya brain in a state of shock, make 'em drop, it's a cold game
I bang with the big boys, those who hold names
Amateurs get hung with they own gold chains
I swing blades, best bring grenades against
A Tru Master, way beyond your freshman attempts
Spit rounds on the floor, evidence of the war
It's on 'til the death, 'til we settle the score
You can never measure, to the standard
Of the most popular demanded rap classic
Pop corks while the sound knock your socks off
Ghetto summer jam got the street blocked off
Plots to knock me off get stopped short
Armed with my thoughts, move the world with an unknown force

[Hook: Pete Rock]
Aiyyo, we had the bass-pound speakers
Shell-toed Adidas (Uh-huh)
Original rap with new school leaders (True)
Graffiti art names with fat gold chains
Shock the world, cousin, 'cause hip-hop remains

"I'm a true master, you can check my credentials" — Jeru
"Master in the MC field" — Parrish Smith
"Master, preacher, poet, a teacher" — O.C
"From the master.. from the master" — The Notorious B.I.G

[Verse 2: Pete Rock]
Yo, I drop fools like hail, rap rides the third rail
Transmit def styles with sign language and Braille
In hot pursuit of Donald Trump rap loot
Produce what you feel with Navy Seal mic troops
Sergeant S-P, slaughter, Pete Rock of Gibraltar
Miraculous lyrics that tread water
A rap nigga, show respect, write rhymes that connect
Collaborate, break bread with Kurupt and Deck
Keep my feet blessed, fresh with the Scottie Pippen's
In the game of life, I play all positions (Kurupt)
Stop, look and listen — total package (Uh)
Yes, a true master, produce rhymes, slang hits faster
The master of the game, solo artist by name
Paint the masterpiece that lies inside the frame
Pass with flyin' colors, the number one Soul Brother
All eyes on us, guard your grill and take cover

[Hook: Pete Rock]
Aiyyo, we had the bass-pound speakers
Shell-toed Adidas (Uh-huh)
Original rap with new school leaders (True)
Graffiti art names with fat gold chains
Shock the world, cousin, 'cause hip-hop remains

"I'm a true master, you can check my credentials" — Jeru The Damaja
"Master in the MC field" — Parrish Smith
"Master, preacher, poet, a teacher" — O.C
"From the master.. from the master" — The Notorious B.I.G

[Verse 3: Kurupt]
I'm the epicenter of this natural disaster
I'm disastrous with stashes, cold and hot flashes
Masters of self, a whole carload of explosives
Like Zorro wit' holsters
Def wit' the intellect of wizards to warlocks
For sure, Akh, I'm raw, Akh
Wit' four Glocks, more pop
More ways to get paid, more ways to display
More rhymes to say, more AK's to spray
God is good, growin' up in the hood
Done some things bad, done some things good
Me and Pete is like rhymes and chemicals, clash!
Atom bombs and mustard gas
We hit the scene, I break ya, take ya to a whole different scene
AR-15's and beams
Got 'em jumpin' like they swallowed a gang of jumpin' beans
Explode and reload, we dumps machines
Radical in war, Kurupt's a mad star
I'm a hard Dogg, raw Dogg, hog with the gold paw
Dogg Pound Gangstaz (D.P.G)
I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta (D.P.G)
I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta (D.P.G)
Inspectah Deck and Kurupt and Pete Rock drop the beat

"Masters of art" — KRS-One
"He the sharpest motherfucker
With the beats, with the rhymes" — Method Man

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