(feat. Doo Wop) 



[Police sirens] 



[Doo Wop] 

Once you step in the arena, cheater 

YOu gon' see what the fuck I said Listen up, I said 

A whole lot of things on the minds of most of my mens 

But they shy, so may I 

Say things that currently, common thugs wondering 

Like If I made a hot beat, could I fuck Lil' Kim 

Why did Ron Artest flip on the fans 

But ain't do shit to Ben Wallace, knowledge 

Do the one son, who is son 

Ay yo Guru Peace Wop stop playing 

There's a certain sucker, imposter, rocking your name 

It's kind of lame, it's kind of strange 

When they know GangStarr, go back far 

Rap's throwback, splat, hold that dawg 

Engineer that ass back to ass-cap dawg 

So you could fine-tune your membership card 



[Guru] 

Why don't you step in the arena, cheater 

You gon' see what the fuck I said listen up I said 

Got a whole lot of things on my mind I want to spit, I ain't shy 

*I said*, so may I *I said* 

Does this idiot here, have any fucking idea 

How many mics I've touched in my illustrious career 

Got mass appeal, to get a rep, I grab the steel 

Code of the street, and not they have to kneel 

Before the bling era, NYC had it locked 

Have we forgot I said, I'll blow your spot I said 

I'm from the days of when Big and Pac used to be tight 

Known to get loose with a mic, I'm used to the fight 

Listen, I ain't your average meat-rapper 

I'm well acquanted with beats 

So of course we keep clappers 

Forget the politics and who's supposed to be nice 

I represent what a MC's supposed to be like 



[Doo Wop] 

Hennessy was a popular drink and it still is 

My name is Wop, considered one of the illest 

Mixtape inovador, spit plus kill a fader 

Never did a bid, but the kid know how to spit a razor 

Born in east LA, but the Bronx raised me up 

What you want I said I said 

We could get it crunk, cracking or popping 

This is Wop, and what, the hole locked 



[Guru] 

I could see clearly now, the rain is gone 

Solar supplying tracks we getting famous on 

Bodies got laid out once the bangers rung 

But they still want to play, knowing the game is done 

One over, we bring the slaughter like fluff waters 

Boy it's deadly I said You not ready I said 

I put in work like a factory 

Have you losing your faculties 

You heard me I said you not worthy