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Gang Starr Lyrics

Gang Starr Lyrics

Mass Appeal

Verse One: Guru

No way you'll never make it
Come with the weak shit, I break kids
Step into my zone, mad rhymes will stifle ya
Lines like rifles go blast when I kick some ass
A lot of rappers be like one time wonders
Couldn't say a fly rhyme if there was one right under
Their noses, I hate those motherfuckin posers
But I'm so real to them it's scary
And with my unique skills nag you can't compare me
And no we don't make wack tracks
and all the suckers get pushed back when I'm kickin real facts
I represent set up shit like a tent boy
You're paranoid cause you're my son like Elroy
And you'd be happy as hell to get a record deal
Maybe your soul you'd sell to have mass appeal

Verse Two:

Oh yes I'm greater than all MC's when I breeeze give me room please
I be like fascinatin when I be updatin
Cuttin off wack kids, pullin their trump cards
I thump hard, and mak eem say that I'm God
Niggaz be pretendin they hardcore
Never know the meaning of [real hardcore]
But I get props like a slogan and no man
Could ever try to diss when I kicks my jam
Lyrically def and connecting complete mic wrecking
No double checking vocals kill like weapons
But if I have to I go all out with no mic
Yeah that's right cause I survived mad fights
And for my peeps I truly care
Cause without some of them I wouldn't be here
And they all know how I feel
Cause suckers be like playin themselves to have mass appeal

Verse Three:

I know I'm dope but don't wet that
I've suffered setbacks but now I'm makin greenbacks
Just like baggy slacks I'm crazy hip-hop
Check one two and you don't stop
Your head'll bop when I drop my crop
of pure bomb, just like the seashore I'm calm
But wild, with my monotone style
Because I don't need gimmicks
Gimme a fly beat and I'm all in it
Word is bond I go on and on
For you it's tragic I got magic like wands
So I'ma end this lecture and I betcha
Those who kick dirt and do time I'm gonna get cha
Cause I be kickin the real
While they be losin the race tryin to chase mass appeal

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B.I. vs. Friendship
Brainstorm
B.Y.S.
Cause and Effect
Check the Technique
Code of the Streets
Conscience Be Free
Conspiracy
Discipline (featuring Total)
DWYCK
Ex Girl to the Next Girl
Execution of a Chump (No More Mr. Nice Guy Pt. 2)
F.A.L.A.
Flip the Script
Form of Intellect
Full Clip
Gotch U
Gusto
Hardcore Composer
Here Today, Gone Tomorrow
In Memory Of...
Jazz Music
JFK 2 LAX
Just to Get a Rep
Knowledge
Lovesick
Manifest .
Mass Appeal
Moment Of Truth
Mostly Tha Voice
Much Too Much (Mack a Mil)
My Advice 2 You
Name Tag (Premier & The Guru)
New York Strait Talk
Next Time
No More Mr. Nice Guy
No Shame in my Game
Positivity
Positivity (Remix)
Precisely the Right Rhymes
Premier & The Guru
Robbim Hood Theory
Robbin Hood Theory
Royalty
Say Your Prayers
She Knowz What She Wants
She Knowz What She Wantz
Soliloquy of Chaos
Speak Ya Clout
Stay Tuned
Step in the Arena
Street Ministry
Suckaz Need Bodyguards
Take a Rest
Take it Personal
Take Two and Pass
The Illest Brother
The Mall
The Meaning of the Name
The Militia
The Place Where We Dwell
The Planet
The Rep Grows Bigga
Tons O Guns
What You Want This Time?
Words From the Nutcracker
Work
You Know My Steez
Nice Girl, Wrong Place
All 4 Tha Cash
Battle
Blowin Up The Spot
Capture (Militia Part 3)
Comin For Datazz
Credit Is Due
Deadly Habitz
Discipline
Doe in Advance
Eulogy
Skills
Peace of Mine
So Wassup
Who Got Guns
Gotta Get Over (Takin Loot)
The Squeeze
Zonin
Werdz From the Ghetto Child
The Ownerz
Same Team, No Games
Sabotage
Riot Akt
PLAYTAWIN
In This Life...
Hiney
Whos Gonna Take The Weight
Put Up or Shut Up
What Im Here 4
Work Remix
You Know My Steez (3 Men and a Lady Remix)
The Militia II (Remix)
Remainez
Jazz Thing (Video Version)
Now Youre Mine
Natural
Im The Man
Make em Pay
Itz A Set Up
Its Gettin Hectic




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