"Get on it" > DJ Premier cuts 'n' scratchs lovely [Guru] One two checka
get down and dirty and my sounds are worthy of respect So I'ma flex my
text just like a major takeover Chumps pass the mic over Growin more and
more nervous when I serve this ass whoopin Comin straight out of Brooklyn
baldhead from the old school Born to rule with more class than Billy
Dee To a pussy emcee you know a wuss emcee I'm like his worst nightmare
when I'm on my killin spree Pick the vic, who will it be? [Guru
*sings*] Your vote may hold the key It's up to you, tell us
true Who'll be, herb of the day? [Guru] And your fake, you break, when
suckers choose, they lose I'm like lethal, to you and your people It's
like an outrage, when punks step on stage with the weak show, weak flow, and
still make dough So I'ma take dough from em, and then stum em Teach em how
to really get biz like this Me and my Gang's gonna swarm...
Brainstorm "Get on it" --> DJ Premier flips it again [Guru] It takes
at least, two to tango, so you can get strangled from any angle, as I get
buck on ducks All the, sexy girlies wanna push up close to The man with
the most who don't flaunt his ego Some motherfuckers ain't as gifted Not
everyone can move the crowd and uplift it I'm swift with the shit like a
bullet's trajectory So don't stand next to me It's like a, warm sensation
when my shells hit You were wrong, you know what you did so you fell
quick to the pavement, no signs of body movement See I knew it, yo I had
to do it And it's, cool to duel but don't slip up fool cause I'ma leave
you dead and stinkin like a sesspool And all the chicks know what's goin
on Cause baby, there ain't no sunshine when I'm gone And you can beg for
me to stay and parlay But sorry, I gots to go, got bills to pay See by
nature I'm godly When I touch the mic, it's never too hard for me to let
out, a mastermind of mad clout Huh, me and my Gang's gonna swarm...
Brainstorm "Get on it" --> DJ Premier displays turntablism
skills [Guru] I'm gonna get ya You might be bigger than me, so I'ma
wet ya Come into your house to douse it with the malatov cocktail, I
won't fail Burn out your eyeballs, and leave a note in braille So what
the fuck you gonna do? Yea I know I used to act relaxed but now I'm
cuckoo Come into my darkest deepest thoughts We fought I won, and now
you're caught and bein tortured Water pellets dripped upon your
forehead but you can't move, because you're tied up Your time's up...