Mass Appeal - GangStarr

Verse One: Guru 
No way you'll never make it 
Come with the weak shit  I break kids 
Step into my zone  mad rhymes will stifle ya 
Lines like rifles go blast when I kick some ass 
A lot of rappers be like one time wonders 
Couldn't say a fly rhyme if there was one right under 
Their noses  I hate those motherfuckin posers 
But I'm so real to them it's scary 
And with my unique skills nag you can't compare me 
And no we don't make wack tracks 
and all the suckers get pushed back when I'm kickin real facts 
I represent set up shit like a tent boy 
You're paranoid cause you're my son like Elroy 
And you'd be happy as hell to get a record dal 
Maybe your soul you'd sell to have mass appeal 
Verse Two: 
Oh yes I'm greater than all MC's when I breeeze give me room please 
I be like fascinatin when I be updatin 
Cuttin off wack kids, pullin their trump cards 
I thump hard, and mak eem say that I'm God 
Niggaz be pretendin they hardcore 
Never know the meaning of [real hardcore] 
But I get props like a slogan and no man 
Could ever try to diss when I kicks my jam 
Lyrically def and connecting complete mic wrecking 
No double checking vocals kill like weapons 
But if I have to I go all out with no mic 
Yeah that's right cause I survived mad fights 
And for my peeps I truly care 
Cause without some of them I wouldn't be here 
And they all know how I feel 
Cause suckers be like playin themselves to have mass appeal 
Verse Three: 
I know I'm dope but don't wet that 
I've suffered setbacks but now I'm makin greenbacks 
Just like baggy slacks I'm crazy hip-hop 
Check one two and you don't stop 
Your head'll bop when I drop my crop 
of pure bomb, just like the seashore I'm calm 
But wild, with my monotone style 
Because I don't need gimmicks 
Gimme a fly beat and I'm all in it 
Word is bond I go on and on 
For you it's tragic I got magic like w