Deadly Habitz Lyrics - Gangstarr

(Guru) 

Yeah, bout to talk about some serious shit 

Deadly habits, you know everybody's got 'em 

Just that some niggaz try to front, try to cover shit up 

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

Cause suckers be thinkin that shit is sweet 

Niggaz be thinkin that rap niggaz ain't real, haha 

Yeah well that's aight, that's aight 

Let 'em think what they want 

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(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 shit that's occurred 

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

Thinkin bout them niggaz 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 shit a brother be facin 

Up in V.I.P., niggaz drinks they be lacin 

Got a nigga sweatin pacin, not ready to fall the fuck up 

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

(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 fuck 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 faggot 

Manager's coked up, A&R's all doped 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 niggaz can get it too 

This GangStarr shit is too deep, to even get into 

So fuck you! 

(Chorus) 

(Verse Three: Guru) 

Fuck 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 wishin 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 niggaz that did dumb time, and dumb crimes 

I fuck with real niggaz, 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)