F Guru



INTRO [YlooK]

Uh..T dot O to the N dot Y

That's how we do it

Choclair, Kardinall hooked with my man Guru

And YlooK bitch? What the fuck?



[Choclair]

Yo, T-dot rocks y'all

We smoke and mix up in your face, you weeded

So you drop y'all, leaving y'all hired skills depleated

'Cause you lockjaw, Chocs and Guru begin

Can you believe this how we lock y'all

Niggas who be talking how they bigger

How you figure?

You can spark with or talk with

This raw artist

You talk heartless but game straight harmless

Snatch your mic out your hand

Leave your fingers harmless

We rottweilers, while y'all be the tires

You need to retire

Fucking with Toronto, get your pink slip you're fired

Kicked out the Thompson Hall through Apollo doors

Guru be the bre-the-ren

Bless the man, slide like the doors on the Caravan

[Guru]

The ill format, the skills all that

Twist enemies Jack

Let's counteract, plus build and all that

In fact, take a flight to Toronto and back

Be over there with Choclair, Kardinall with the track

In the year born born, suckers have been forewarned

Take you higher than hydro or Moet ??

Word is bond, it's on in this rap game

I slap mens, mack dames, yes I'm a fly black king

Stacking paper now, packing flavour now

Hit you dead in the head now

My hunger gotta get fed now

My style's similar to a fierce knuckle hit

Or like hollow-points to pierce your whole fucking frame



CHORUS X2 [Choclair] {Guru}

A-yo witness the fitness

Who's next on the hitlist?

Rap so exact that you can't do shit

{Witness the fitness}

{Who's next on the hitlist?}

{Rap so exact