Gang Starr Appreciation

[jfdoom]

Guru was wack imo

 

[illphillip]

^^^

It's an Appreciation thread though you +%@%!%+ clown.

Sometimes opinions are better kept to one's self.

The writing in this song is so ill. Dude drops GEMS. This is some real ++#*. I guess some of y'all can't digest that.

Don't know why I can't embed.

Title track from MOMENT OF TRUTH.

 

[illphillip]

^^^

It's an Appreciation thread though you +%@%!%+ clown.

Sometimes opinions are better kept to one's self.

The writing in this song is so ill. Dude drops GEMS. This is some real ++#*. I guess some of y'all can't digest that.

Don't know why I can't embed.

Title track from MOMENT OF TRUTH.

 

[we get money]

I agree Guru was very slept on...dude dropped knowledge

Not to mention Premo on the boards

Above the Clouds

My Advice to You
Rite Where U Stand
Betrayal
Mass Appeal
Full Clip

Great music

 

[we get money]

I agree Guru was very slept on...dude dropped knowledge

Not to mention Premo on the boards

Above the Clouds

My Advice to You
Rite Where U Stand
Betrayal
Mass Appeal
Full Clip

Great music

 

[ruxxx]

Knuckleheads always tryna kick up dust.

 

[ruxxx]

Knuckleheads always tryna kick up dust.

 

[illphillip]

Had to. RIP Guru....

They say it's lonely at the top, in whatever you do
You always gotta watch mother @*%#%$$ around you
Nobody's invincible, no plan is foolproof
We all must meet our moment of truth


The same sheisty cats that you hang with, and do your thang with
Could set you up and wet you up, !@+$* peep the language
It's universal, you play with fire it may hurt you
Or burn you, lessons are blessings you should learn through
Let's face facts, although mc's lace tracks
It doesn't mean behind the scenes there ain't no dirt to trace back
That goes for all of us, there ain't nobody to trust
It's like sabotage, it's got me ready to bust
But I can't jeapordize, what I have done up to this point
So i'ma get more guys, to help me run the whole joint
Cultivate, multiply, motivate, or else we'll die
You know I be the master of the who what where and why
See when you're shinin, some chumps'll wanna dull ya
Always selfish jealous punks, will wanna pull ya
Down, just like some shellfish in a bucket
Cause they love it, to see your %## squirm like a worm
But just as you'll receive what is comin to you
Everybody else is gonna get theirs too
I ain't no saint, therefore I cannot dispute
That everyone must meet their moment of truth


Actions have reactions, don't be quick to judge
You may not know the harships people don't speak of
It's best to step back, and observe with couth
For we all must meet our moment of truth


Sometimes you gotta dig deep, when problems come near
Don't fear things get severe for everybody everywhere
Why do bad things happen, to good people?
Seems that life is just a constant war between good and evil
The situation that I'm facin, is mad amazin
To think such problems can arise from minor confrontations
Now I'm contemplatin in my bedroom pacin
Dark clouds over my head, my heart's racin
Suicide? nah, I'm not a foolish guy
Don't even feel like drinking, or even gettin high
Cause all that's gonna do really, is accelerate
The anxieties that I wish I could alleviate
But wait, I've been through a whole lot of other #$+%, before


So I oughta be able, to withstand some more
But I'm sweatin though, my eyes are turnin red and yo
I'm ready to lose my mind but instead I use my mind
I put down the knife, and take the bullets out my nine
My only crime, was that I'm too damn kind
And now some skanless mother @*%#%$$ wanna take what's mine
But they can't take the respect, that I've earned in my lifetime
And you know they'll never stop the furious force of my rhymes
So like they say, every dog has it's day
And like they say, God works in a mysterious way
So I pray, remembering the days of my youth
As I prepare to meet my moment of truth


"You shall know the truth and the truth shall set you free!"


Yo I got one lyric pointed at your head for start
Another one, is pointed at your weak %## heart
Now if I pull the trigger, on these fully loaded lines
You're gonna wish I woulda pulled a black nine, I mack dimes
Crack the spines of the fake gangsters
Yeah the bitin triflin %!@*!!, and the studio pranksters
Yo lookin at the situation plainly: will you remain g?
Or will you be looked upon strangely?
I reign as the articulator, with the greater data
Revolvin on the tascam much doper than my last jam
While others struggle to juggle, tricky metaphors
I explore more, to expose the core
A lot of mc's, act stupid to me
And we have yet to see, if they can match our longevity
But anyway it's just another day
Another fake jack I slay with my spectac' rap display
Styles, smooth but rugged -- you can't push or shove it
You dig it and you dug it cause like money you love it
The king of monotone, with my own throne
Righteously violent prone my words bring winds like cyclones
Stormin your hideout, blockin out your sunlight
Your image and your business, were truly not done right
Throw up your he-allah-i now, divine saviors
You got no hand skills there's no security to save ya
No pager, no celly, no drop top benz-y
I came to bring your phone hip-hop, to an ending
My art of war will leave you sore from the abuse
Cause you must meet your moment of truth

 

[illphillip]

Had to. RIP Guru....

They say it's lonely at the top, in whatever you do
You always gotta watch mother @*%#%$$ around you
Nobody's invincible, no plan is foolproof
We all must meet our moment of truth


The same sheisty cats that you hang with, and do your thang with
Could set you up and wet you up, !@+$* peep the language
It's universal, you play with fire it may hurt you
Or burn you, lessons are blessings you should learn through
Let's face facts, although mc's lace tracks
It doesn't mean behind the scenes there ain't no dirt to trace back
That goes for all of us, there ain't nobody to trust
It's like sabotage, it's got me ready to bust
But I can't jeapordize, what I have done up to this point
So i'ma get more guys, to help me run the whole joint
Cultivate, multiply, motivate, or else we'll die
You know I be the master of the who what where and why
See when you're shinin, some chumps'll wanna dull ya
Always selfish jealous punks, will wanna pull ya
Down, just like some shellfish in a bucket
Cause they love it, to see your %## squirm like a worm
But just as you'll receive what is comin to you
Everybody else is gonna get theirs too
I ain't no saint, therefore I cannot dispute
That everyone must meet their moment of truth


Actions have reactions, don't be quick to judge
You may not know the harships people don't speak of
It's best to step back, and observe with couth
For we all must meet our moment of truth


Sometimes you gotta dig deep, when problems come near
Don't fear things get severe for everybody everywhere
Why do bad things happen, to good people?
Seems that life is just a constant war between good and evil
The situation that I'm facin, is mad amazin
To think such problems can arise from minor confrontations
Now I'm contemplatin in my bedroom pacin
Dark clouds over my head, my heart's racin
Suicide? nah, I'm not a foolish guy
Don't even feel like drinking, or even gettin high
Cause all that's gonna do really, is accelerate
The anxieties that I wish I could alleviate
But wait, I've been through a whole lot of other #$+%, before


So I oughta be able, to withstand some more
But I'm sweatin though, my eyes are turnin red and yo
I'm ready to lose my mind but instead I use my mind
I put down the knife, and take the bullets out my nine
My only crime, was that I'm too damn kind
And now some skanless mother @*%#%$$ wanna take what's mine
But they can't take the respect, that I've earned in my lifetime
And you know they'll never stop the furious force of my rhymes
So like they say, every dog has it's day
And like they say, God works in a mysterious way
So I pray, remembering the days of my youth
As I prepare to meet my moment of truth


"You shall know the truth and the truth shall set you free!"


Yo I got one lyric pointed at your head for start
Another one, is pointed at your weak %## heart
Now if I pull the trigger, on these fully loaded lines
You're gonna wish I woulda pulled a black nine, I mack dimes
Crack the spines of the fake gangsters
Yeah the bitin triflin %!@*!!, and the studio pranksters
Yo lookin at the situation plainly: will you remain g?
Or will you be looked upon strangely?
I reign as the articulator, with the greater data
Revolvin on the tascam much doper than my last jam
While others struggle to juggle, tricky metaphors
I explore more, to expose the core
A lot of mc's, act stupid to me
And we have yet to see, if they can match our longevity
But anyway it's just another day
Another fake jack I slay with my spectac' rap display
Styles, smooth but rugged -- you can't push or shove it
You dig it and you dug it cause like money you love it
The king of monotone, with my own throne
Righteously violent prone my words bring winds like cyclones
Stormin your hideout, blockin out your sunlight
Your image and your business, were truly not done right
Throw up your he-allah-i now, divine saviors
You got no hand skills there's no security to save ya
No pager, no celly, no drop top benz-y
I came to bring your phone hip-hop, to an ending
My art of war will leave you sore from the abuse
Cause you must meet your moment of truth

 

[ruxxx]

^NICE.

 

[ruxxx]

^NICE.

 

[we get money]

Damn illphillip is that in your crib

very cool

Also that last verse on Moment of Truth is so cold

 

[we get money]

Damn illphillip is that in your crib

very cool

Also that last verse on Moment of Truth is so cold

 

[thekingofva]

Very slept on

 

[thekingofva]

Very slept on

 

[Lizakers]

no brainer

Hard to Earn and Moment of Truth are albums I listen to all the way through....real classics

 

[Lizakers]

no brainer

Hard to Earn and Moment of Truth are albums I listen to all the way through....real classics

 

[send one]

Dope hardware Phil!

This is one the hardest beats ever!!!


 

 

[send one]

Dope hardware Phil!

This is one the hardest beats ever!!!


 

 

[illphillip]

Yea, them joints are up at the crib. By far the plaques I'm most proud of. Rare to grow up listening to an artist, then have the pleasure of being involved with them and their team later on. 

 

[illphillip]

Yea, them joints are up at the crib. By far the plaques I'm most proud of. Rare to grow up listening to an artist, then have the pleasure of being involved with them and their team later on. 

 

[criminalminded]

 

[criminalminded]

 

[blackmagnus514]

 

[blackmagnus514]