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Gangstarr

Genres: Hip-Hop

Now You're Mine Lyrics - Gangstarr

Guru: 

 

Yo Duke, you're dead wrong 

You'll never have the skills like mine 

I write the ill type rhymes 

Now I'm reaching my prime 

360 dunk in your face 

You can't compete, you're just a basketcase 

Let's separate the men from the boys 

And put your money where your mouth is 

No time for toys 

Your game is weak, get it, so don't sleep 

Cuz I'll be checking and wrecking ya 

When I start to creep 

Through the backdoor 

I know I caught you out there 

You got no clout here 

And I doubt there 

Is anyway that you can stop the beatdown 

You better play the background 

And sit back down 

Chumps like you, I gotta keep'em in line 

So prepare to suffer boy, cuz now you're mine 

 

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(DJ Premier scratching) 

 

I'll fake you left and go right 

Straight down the lane 

Here's one in your eye 

You feel pain, you strain 

To put together some strategy 

But you're raggedy, and i'll be glad to see 

The frown on your grill when i drill and thrill 

Set out my offense, commence to kill 

I'll be leading from beginning to end 

And after I guard ya 

You're gonna wanna make friends 

And make amends for the silly trash you were talking 

Take a walk and your shots I'm swatting 

With ease, and the ladies are swooning 

Clocking my swiftness, why you drooling? 

You oughtta practice up and get your game with mine 

I been waiting to guard you, and now you're mine 

 

(DJ Premier scratching) 

 

Hurry up, sucker 

Go ahead and pick your squad 

Try to play hard, but I'ma rob 

You of your crazy notions to defeat me 

Your weak see 

I rock all courts 

And even get down to give you a rematch 

After I wax and tax that butt 

When I slam the alley-oop 

You can rally troops 

But I play the awesome defense 

I'll pick your pocket 

And send you to the bench 

With tears in your eyes as you realize 

The prize is for me 

Yes all the money 

Son, my flow is too nice 

My handle's precise 

I'll fake you right and go left 

Because my game's so def, and now you're mine 

 

(DJ Premier scratching) 

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