Guru - Certified (feat. Bilal) Lyrics
f/ Bilal, Jay Dee[Guru]Niggaz gotta know we've puttin it downThis shit is certified right here (whoo yes, yes)No games with this right hereStraight to the di-dome, like this (uhh, uhh)[Chorus: Bilal]This right here, has been cer-ti-fied,for years.. ahhhahhh-ah-ah-ah-ah-ahHe's got soul up in his blueprint, and he's ready to vocalizeSo we, passin the mic your way, come on testify..[Guru]Prepare each element with raw street intelligenceDig the soul this is, complete eleganceHeartbeat delegates when I spit each melon's hitLike to build ill like, repeat felons getPlus I'm jazzy and like to dress to impressIt's the baldhead buddha, with the mic caressAnd I might suggest, that you broaden your mindYou spend a lot of your time dancin to fraudulent rhymesLike a breath of fresh air we gonna, change the paceNot a mental slave, so save the angry faceIt's the return of the mellow voiced maestro, and my floweliminates the comp like Geico,Insurance - just for your body's enduranceYou get more for your money, or your partyin purestSo don't start to get nervous now that we up in the spotWe've been certified for years, you gonna love it a lot[Chorus][Jay Dee]Who, me?That nigga Jay, Dee (Jay Dee)Some plod to beats that I, flow toRun men through, with Gu-ru (Guru)As for me, I be the nigga that's tightyou got to seeeeeeeein order for you, to believeeeeeeeSingin these words, with easeeeeeTalkin bout, boom - a-shaka-laka-a-laka-laka-BOOM!Roll the weed and lose the seeds *****You can breathe three-hundred-and-sixty degreesof HEAT, sing with the soulStraight from the streets, of IlladelphMove your feet - ahh-HAH, pimp shit(It's that pimp shit) Big whips with full clipsGot mad chicks, on my dickridin by, so say it loud, in your face![Chorus][Guru]SoulfulTinted window whips, lots of chicks lots of chipsAnything ain't right then the brother's gotta flipor skinnydip, after a sip of Cognac rapAny wack wimp with whiskers, I bomb that catAlarm that cat, that when we slide through abide tothe rules that's been laid down by (?) true like biblesI'm liable, to come through, seven deep with Wizziesand ditch 'em while other ladies whisper, who is he?Then later leave with eight new ones, me an airtight WillieBout to smack you silly with two gunsSo hereby I certify don't care if you feel hurt if Itestify, against your false words or liesWord to God this is my job I'm workin hard every minuteMovin up in the rat race, city council to senateSo what you don't get it?You can't front no moreBeen certified for years, can't speak to chumps no more[Chorus 2X][Guru over 2nd repeat]This one right herehas been certified, for yearsThat's rightSoul up in his blueprint, ready to vocalizePass the mic this way, testifyHmm, like they say it doesn't hurt to tryThis here, is bonafied baby, certified babyJazzmatazz 3rd editionGifted Unlimited Rhymes UniversalNo rehearsal, certified with virtueRespect the circleIt's me and the B-I-L-A-LYouknowhatI'msayin?Jay Dee from Pay JayAirtight Willie heh, from Boston to New Yiddyall the way to PhillyNow in the D sittin prettyCertified
