Jazzmatazz (Guru Tribute)

Boom bash dash

I had to break, I had to get away

Pack my bags, headed for Greyhound, it was a Monday

Time to start my mission

I felt that burning feeling in my soul, I had to listen

I had this reoccurring dream from the stage and the suit with a fade

I had set the game ablaze and they threw me a parade

I stacked a little change and took my family out the caves

But I was trapped in a maze like a lab rat

And at the bottom of the barrel where they keep the crabs at

No Geico, no Aflac, nothing to fall back on

But the streets where niggas cussed out the police and sold their crack on

Better known as back home, where they treat the Arabs and the Spanish and the blacks wrong

There he go with that song, you may be tired but I spit what I'm inspired

From the Lord of the worlds 'cause the Devil is a liar

[Chorus]

Say, say..

I've seen the lightning flashing (yes, I did) and I've seen the thunder roar

But you can't (you can't keep me down for long) 'cause I'm getting stronger

[Chorus]

My style is like a shot of Jack Daniels, a baby grand piano

Lightening Hopkin, smokin' cigs, strummin' on the banjo

The son of man's the son of a gun with hella ammo

Sheriffs shootin' Bob Marley, John J Rambo

Six sextillion, 19 million, the holy pyramids say we all Allah's children

Voodoo for the pilgrims who bring weapons and conceal them

They silence you with force and then indoctrinate the children

Yo Gabba Gabba, Ahmadinejad a blow up your apartment if you don’t observe the Sabbath

I look the devil in his eye and say Abracadabra

Then drown him in a mighty light his brain couldn’t fathom

Scrappin' every day just like fight club, a thriller and a smooth criminal like Mike was