Deadly Habitz

(Guru)

Yeah, bout to talk about some serious *******t

Deadly habits, you know everybody's got 'em

Just that some *****z try to front, try to cover *******t up

But ***** that, I be wylin sometimes - you know why?

Cause suckers be thinkin that *******t is sweet

*****z be thinkin that rap *****z ain't real, haha

Yeah well that's aight, that's aight

Let 'em think what they want

(Verse One: Guru)

Yo I'm steady at it, them deadly habits

I pray for the best outcome son, but my dome's already shattered

By the *******t that's occurred

Drivin home tipsy from the club, puffin herb, vision blurred

Thinkin bout them *****z who caught the drop

Who I gotta stop, who he caught, and who still gotta get popped

Stash box, feelin like Fish in "King of New York"

Wifey do her thing for the God, she don't be bringin me pork

Cause there's enough deadly *******t a brother be facin

Up in V.I.P., *****z drinks they be lacin

Got a ***** sweatin pacin, not ready to fall the ***** up

But ready to pull out, and back 'em all the ***** out

And my guardian angel, is always there to protect

And my supreme nature, keeps all them savages in check

How the hell did everything get so twisted

They say be careful what you pray for, so I guess now it's this *******t

(Chorus: Guru)

They will never know - what I do to get by

And them many times I almost died

They will never know - all the reasons why I flip

And now I gotta keep an extra clip

They will never know - what this stress is like

And why I'm on point, ready to fight

They will never know - all the pressure and pain

Don't give a ***** if they think less of me mayne

(Verse Two: Guru)

Deadly habits, they could be a number of things

Everybody got 'em, some people do ugly things

Excessive behaviour, it can get the best of you

Trust me, I'm a lot like the rest of you

I got issues, that haven't been resolved

You know like, money people owe me while they out havin a ball

(Mmm) Guess they too got deadly habits

Got me on a mission, to go and merk, each and every ******

Manager's coked up, A&R's all ****d up

Old school style, have 'em gagged up and roped up

Those deadly habits have me losin my cool

But yo the Son can't chill, so I'ma be abusin them fools

Pull the plug on 'em, pull the rug on 'em

Have 'em callin up, all their closest thug friends

Them *****z can get it too

This GangStarr *******t is too deep, to even get into

So ***** you!

(Chorus)

(Verse Three: Guru)

***** you wanna do, we way past 7:30

Be easy, too many brothers seem to go to heaven early

It's hell in these streets, but soon I'm on a hot streak

Who's in the hot seat, who had a felony beef

Yo I beat cases, with different attorneys

And I laughed at the racist DA's, who were wi*******n to burn me

My mom caught a heart attack, around the same time

News articles were published, around the same time

This depressed me more, but I stayed in tact

And that last corny chick I was with, she got played in fact

I know *****z that did dumb time, and dumb crimes

I ***** with real *****z, and never cowards with dumb minds

This country's got us in a fix

America, your deadly habits, got us all up in the mix

War without, war within, holy war, mortal sin

Tell me - huh, what's the origin?

(Chorus)