Gang Starr - It's Gettin Hectic lyrics

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Gang Starr - It's Gettin Hectic lyrics

[Guru] I set if off, by letting you know that I can flow To many beats, similar to fluid so freely And you can say I'm gettin kind of greedy, but so what? 'Cause I'm supplying the needy While some emcees go for therapy, I bury the Remains of the others cause they s** incredibly Superficial styles only last a little while But they never hold a candle to the Gang Starr profile More than just wit and more than just intellect And more than a gangster cause I k** with a mic check And I'm not the one with the H on his back meaning the Herb I like the funky beats, I like the good herb Most likely in a blunt as I roll it real steady Then I get mentally ready To play a track from the Heavies and mellow out Cause my main objective is to be more effective [Hook: repeat 4X] It's gettin hectic, it's getting crazy I'ts gettin hectic, it's getting wild [Guru] Yo when the mic stands free, I then step to the Point of attack cause the track feels good to me And I intend to break you out of your restraints 'Cause you gain interest in my lines like I'm CitiBank And thanks to the Brand New Heavies and everyone Who can dig the movement of the Guru, smooth and Proving, that I'm the relevant eloquent one s**ers gettin whoopings like they're all my sons Remembering rap from the days of its origin The power of many men ascends from my pen Dissing the ones wit the fame and, claiming they hard Yo them I disregard Cause they ain't all cracked up to what they should be Some I call wannabees, and some I call would-bes And I'm gettin vexed by the crap they project They put in on wax and on the record store racks [Hook] [Guru] Rearranging the script as my words shift gear in a flash Putting cash in a stash, ain't nuttin funny, money Much greater gifts I receive, by those who are blessed And me, I got a treasure chest By all means protected at all times You try to front and you'll pay more than a small fine I don't brag, about the stuff I did I simply roll correctly, demolishing stupid kids And they're running off with the lip and not accomplishing zip I tell 'em wake up son, 'cause this is it Peep out the s**ers who are faking Flaking moves on the mic and in life Strife is what I give 'em cause I'm living how I should be And you better move cause the groove is like deadly And no you ain't all that, and many ain't legit So I'mma put 'em out, 'fore they get rushed [Hook] [Guru] Yo, Gang Starr, 1991 into '92 and beyond Lounging with the Brand New Heavies DJ Premier and the Guru, Brooklyn, peace out