F Guru

INTRO [YlooK]
Uh..T dot O to the N dot Y
That's how we do it
Choclair, Kardinall hooked with my man Guru
And YlooK bitch? What the fuck?

[Choclair]
Yo, T-dot rocks y'all
We smoke and mix up in your face, you weeded
So you drop y'all, leaving y'all hired skills depleated
'Cause you lockjaw, Chocs and Guru begin
Can you believe this how we lock y'all
Niggas who be talking how they bigger
How you figure?
You can spark with or talk with
This raw artist
You talk heartless but game straight harmless
Snatch your mic out your hand
Leave your fingers harmless
We rottweilers, while y'all be the tires
You need to retire
Fucking with Toronto, get your pink slip you're fired
Kicked out the Thompson Hall through Apollo doors
Guru be the bre-the-ren
Bless the man, slide like the doors on the Caravan
[Guru]
The ill format, the skills all that
Twist enemies Jack
Let's counteract, plus build and all that
In fact, take a flight to Toronto and back
Be over there with Choclair, Kardinall with the track
In the year born born, suckers have been forewarned
Take you higher than hydro or Moet ??
Word is bond, it's on in this rap game
I slap mens, mack dames, yes I'm a fly black king
Stacking paper now, packing flavour now
Hit you dead in the head now
My hunger gotta get fed now
My style's similar to a fierce knuckle hit
Or like hollow-points to pierce your whole fucking frame

CHORUS X2 [Choclair] {Guru}
A-yo witness the fitness
Who's next on the hitlist?
Rap so exact that you can't do shit
{Witness the fitness}
{Who's next on the hitlist?}
{Rap so exa