No Shame In My Game

[Intro: Guru & Jeru the Damaja

Yo this is your host with the most

The grand-high exalted, never falted

Known as Guru, sticking it to you

And this your co-host with the co-most

The mystic majestic, left right, left kick

Jeru the Damaja

Ayo sup?

Yo wassup son?

I heard some crabs all in it, talking about how you drink 40's and this and this and that

What?

Tell me how you feel about that

Yeah, whatever, whatever. Ayo, Premier speed up this track and I'ma drop the latest facts

As I deliver rhymes with ease and walk around with my head up

I'm dead up serious so don't be getting too curious

B*****s always wanna know what makes me tic

I'll pull a phrase out quick cuz I'm dipped and I'm slick

You thought that I would slip cuz you seen me drinking 40's

It shocked you, then you told your friends you saw me

Well say what you want cuz all of mine is intact

In fact I'll have you open like a hookers gap

I like to catch a buzz cuz I get into the beats more

MC's are washed up like dead fish on the seashore

Save the talk cuz you know I walk that walk

Hitting city to city but I make my home in New York

I know the time with this rap shit cuz they got it all backwards

They need to take a hint or catch my microphone imprint

Straight to the dome through the skull to the tissue

Call me Guru I'll diss you if you're pressing the issue

Not my style to be sweatin' all the stupid ass rumors

I take it as a compliment and **** you too

If you're scheming on the chance to put a stain on my name

Don't even think about it cuz ain't no shame in my game

No shame in my game

Stick to the subject I ain't afraid to be real

A lot of MC's fake hard just to gain appeal

I like some gangster rap, don't like the prankster crap

So I get past all that by kicking straight up facts

There ain't no reason to shoot unless you got beef

If you pull out and you don't use it than you may catch grief

Toolies and techs ain't toys but kids got 'em today

And if they're ready to spray best get the **** out the way

I try keeping my sanity by thinking of better times

If I write clever rhymes then maybe I'll climb

But what the hell's success if the mess ain't changing

50's still corrupt stupid gangs still bangin'

Stick up kids still stickin' nasty hookers still trickin'

All the pimps still pimpin' and all the crackheads trippin'

While the dealers still sellin' so I'll refrain from the yellin'

And the preachin' cuz who the **** would I reach man

B*****s don't wanna stop that, they wanna live fa

Who'd wanna clean up their act when the papes come in stacks

They live for the minute and they're all wrapped up in it

It's an unfortunate state for many it's too late

Now death stalks the streets and it's right at your gate

So bug, lose your mind but I ain't goin' insane

I'll kick the fly lyrics cuz ain't no shame in my game

Life's a b***h so who are we to judge each other

I know I got faults I ain't the only ****e

Stuff I heard about you wasn't too cool you know

Like how you smoke wools and that your girl's a ho

But I don't listen to shit unless the story's legit

Knuckleheads need to quit cuz they be riding the dilsnick

But I'll be taking care of business regardless

And when it comes to rhyming you know I'm hitting hardest

So you can kick dirt but in the end you'll feel pain

You little sucker, there ain't no shame in my game