No Surviving Lyrics - Singles - Guru

'Bout to send you to your maker, ya move faker 

You ain't wise in our eyes, you don't wanna lose favor 

Ya not a due-payer, it don't matter if you major 

You 'bout to meet your true savior 

We emcees approach with slang that's dead 

There's no surviving, there's no surviving 

We hit then we slidin' off, we in the wind ridin' off 

Poppin' off, you wack cats will be droppin' off 

Like flies, so recognize this priceless, niceness, preciseness 

No likeness, no ice, just the right shit 

Yeah the rawness and still gleam in ya grill like we're flawless 

It's pimpish, like I just knocked the right bitch 

I ain't send shit to you, 'cuz youse a trife snitch 

Too high-pitched, you're like a chick, you're cowardly 

Forced to take this ass-whoopin' hourly 

And minute by minute, shit, we gon' make you quit it 

For you into early retirement when the iron spit 

Cover your eyes, it's too late to escape to cover your lies 

Guess what? You're in a lot of trouble you guys 

What's going on here is worse than your worst fear 

'Bout to send you to a doctor, nurse or a hearse here 

'Bout to send you to your maker, ya move faker 

You ain't wise in our eyes, you don't wanna lose favor 

Ya not a due-payer, it don't matter if you major 

You 'bout to meet your true savior 

Now get this, bet this, I'm after the lootchie 

It don't make you a G, just 'cuz you wear ya pants loosely 

Your straight goofy, word to my old coofy 

Couldn't do me nothin' son, I know the movie 

And you can run till ya heart beats through ya chest 

You wanna tustle, then do ya best 

But I don't like to mess up my clothes or get my hands dirty 

I'ma give the job to my man, you know, he stands worthy 

Like James with the Jesse in the front 

But don't let him sip the Henny, don't let him hit the blunt 

Whatchu want? Someplace where you can seek refuge? 

Against my team, I run with some of the best dudes 

That's done it, did it, plus niggaz got kids and shit 

Put you under pressure, make you forfeit 

What's going on here is worse than your worst fear 

Bout to send you to a doctor, nurse or a hearse here 

'Bout to send you to your maker, ya move faker 

You ain't wise in our eyes, you don't wanna lose favor 

Ya not a due-payer, it don't matter if you major 

You 'bout to meet your true savior 

'Bout to send you to your maker, ya move faker 

You ain't wise in our eyes, you don't wanna lose favor 

Ya not a due-payer, it don't matter if you major 

You 'bout to meet your true savior 

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