Lyric Take Cover
featuring Guru
Take cover (cause shit could go down for real)
Take cover (do you hold a pound for real?)
Take cover (cause you could hit the ground for real)
Take cover (and never hear a sound for real)
Late night you hear the gun spark, it s dumb dark
Fight for life, in the ghetto, gave me a numb heart
The one part, that y all bitches missed
is how a hardcore thug could switch up and slit his wrists
The other kid across town, bucked his own self down
Stress ll make a nigga a mess, so I don t play around
Like Big Shug said, you _Fuck Around_ you _Lay Around_
Catch a _Moment of Truth_ like slugs from a four pound
Headz know, aiyyo I blaze tracks strictly
State facts officially, mad dimes wanna get with me
Let me mention, me and Premier, livin legends
Blessin every mic I touch, relievin tension (for real)
just like shiatsu massage
Put your career on freeze, +No Guarantees+ like Chico DeBarge
So you should move with apprehension or get fenced in
Surround by a +Union+ of thugs, ready to put dents in
your body, lace you from head to toe
I give the right signal, niggaz be ready to throw
So knock that shit off, stop playin games, I run the game
I maintain while other lame-ass cats fucked up in game
On the wall of shame, endin up as a no-name
While I m reppin in the motherfuckin hall of game
Still I m knowin exactly when suckers wanna get at me
Thinkin they can attack me, I shut down the head of the faculty
The others could get smothered, word to mother
Aiyyo it s Bald Head Slick, about to flip so take cover
Take cover (cause shit could go down for real)
Take cover (do you hold a pound for real?)
Take cover (cause you could hit the ground for real)
Take cover (and never hear a sound for real)
Take cover (cause shit could go down for real)
Take cover (do you hold a pound for real?)
Take cover (cause you could hit the ground for real)
Take cover (and never hear a sound for real)
Take cover (cause shit could go down for real)
Take cover (do you hold a pound for real?)
Take cover (cause you could hit the ground for real)
Take cover (and never hear a sound for real)
Late night you hear the gun spark, it s dumb dark
Fight for life, in the ghetto, gave me a numb heart
The one part, that y all bitches missed
is how a hardcore thug could switch up and slit his wrists
The other kid across town, bucked his own self down
Stress ll make a nigga a mess, so I don t play around
Like Big Shug said, you _Fuck Around_ you _Lay Around_
Catch a _Moment of Truth_ like slugs from a four pound
Headz know, aiyyo I blaze tracks strictly
State facts officially, mad dimes wanna get with me
Let me mention, me and Premier, livin legends
Blessin every mic I touch, relievin tension (for real)
just like shiatsu massage
Put your career on freeze, +No Guarantees+ like Chico DeBarge
So you should move with apprehension or get fenced in
Surround by a +Union+ of thugs, ready to put dents in
your body, lace you from head to toe
I give the right signal, niggaz be ready to throw
So knock that shit off, stop playin games, I run the game
I maintain while other lame-ass cats fucked up in game
On the wall of shame, endin up as a no-name
While I m reppin in the motherfuckin hall of game
Still I m knowin exactly when suckers wanna get at me
Thinkin they can attack me, I shut down the head of the faculty
The others could get smothered, word to mother
Aiyyo it s Bald Head Slick, about to flip so take cover
Take cover (cause shit could go down for real)
Take cover (do you hold a pound for real?)
Take cover (cause you could hit the ground for real)
Take cover (and never hear a sound for real)
Take cover (cause shit could go down for real)
Take cover (do you hold a pound for real?)
Take cover (cause you could hit the ground for real)
Take cover (and never hear a sound for real)
