Fa Keeps - Guru

Yeah

I put in a lot of work my nigga

I’ve seen and been through it all my nigga

And I’m still standin

A lot stronger and a lot wiser my nigga

Playin this game right here for keeps my nigga

So therefore, you know I never sleep my nigga

I felt pain of all types, still the same it’s alright

Course they wanna stereotype but it’s all hype

Can’t let the game go sour it needs me

Hungry like a black Oliver Twist, feed me

If need be, snatch your mic up quick

Blast you right up kid, sit back and light up shit

I’m the crowd pleaser, street avenger in your loudspeaker

Witness the flow, I’m a proud teacher

The double helix, the chemicals react to me

It’s like sex, the way I do it naturally

Aiyyo I’m peepin your card increasin my odds

Now my trigger’s cocked back, see me squeezin it hard

In this jungle habitat I don’t move like an average cat

I got a different kind of superstar status jack

And me not handlin biz

That’s like the industry without all these scandals and shit

I play the game for keeps

That’s why I never sleep, run silent run deep

I play the game for keeps

Yo man I gotta eat, still in the streets dumb heat

East to West coast, real is real we rep most

Respect toast, those close we check most

And you can call me the jeweler

Cause I’ma leave ya with somethin of real value to school ya

And it don’t go around your wrist or neck, nigga~!

Your real peeps’ll never disrespect

And punks be goin out for self and cream

No self-esteem, they don’t wanna share their wealth with the team

And that’s when the plottin starts, huh

Just like a few minutes after all the flossin starts

I’m playin for keeps just like a man obsessed

Been doin this since «words that I manifest»

And I came to stay in this sport, I ain’t retirin

I’m firin rapidly, to blaze your rapport

You wish you could handle me I’ll shit on you randomly

While you runnin snitch I’m wit’cha bitch on a canopy

You don’t know shit about this rap shit you fake type critics

You sheist bigots, I’m O.G., I bet my life with it

You trife midget — that’s what you are next to me

I’m treachery, knock you out and strong arm the referee

My specialty’ll be to dead your zone

Runnin your mouth like Wendy shoulda kept some chrome

Picture me not reppin it right, huh

That’s like a krillz head caught without a stem or a pipe