Intro: Guru
  
  Word is bond, these cats been on the mic fantasizing a LOT
  So called MC's, wannabe rappers and all that, whatever
  You get your knot rocked kid, yo
  
  Chorus: Guru
  
  You thought you brought your best lines, but they couldn't touch mine
  I rocked you in your knot hope you have better luck next time
  (repeat 2X)
  
  Verse One: Guru
  
  So just perhaps, you wanna challenge my style of rap
  Talkin bout you bust caps, we know that's just a pile of crap
  The underground is where I dwell at
  It's where I find my heaven, and where you find your hell at
  You're in my clutches now, you get slit up and lit up
  just like some Dutches now, see I'm hard to define
  My mind travels far, from ghettoes to galaxies
  representin GangStarr -- The street life
  The reason why my mic ignites, I bring more ruckus
  than a nightclub fight, or bar brawl
  I'm swingin lyrics like broken glass palm to skull y'all
  Hold your head, cause all that weak shit is dead
  See the times are changin, and me and my peeps is gettin crazy fed
  So remember when you writing your rhymes
  Stop fantasizing, and bring some real shit next time
  Yeah, bring some real shit, yo
  
  Chorus
  
  Verse Two: Guru
  
  Yo, I do what I have to do to master you and capture you
  Until you recognize, what my rapture can do
  You thought I wouldn't step up, to keep my rep up
  I ain't them other kids, I don't need to play no catchup
  I got too much pride for this, I know some niggaz
  that'll ride for this, with me it's do or die for this
  Street knowledge, intellect and spirituality
  My survival package, as I deal with reality
  I'm like Fishburne in Hoodlum when I come to do em
  Chew em up, spit em out, the most respected no doubt
  You seen me in action so act you been knowin
  The G-U-R-U, of the Gang, I've been flowing
  just like the river Niger all the way to the Hudson
  Had so many lyrics stashed, and I couldn't wait to bust some
  Lately, I've watched this game evolve and elevate
  So now I push my music like drug dealers push weight
  Straight like that, straight out the gate
  Cause it's never too late, to set this fuckin record straight
  But it is too late, for you and your crew son
  You had the audacity to come against me, the gifted one?
  And Primo with the tracks, to inspire my next line
  You've got no wins here, so better luck next time
  
  Chorus (cut short in 2nd repeat at "I rocked you in your knot...")
  
  Yeah yeah
  Better luck next time
  ("Not this time but next time" -- LL Cool J)