- Votes:
 - Composers:
 - Keith Elam
 - Cary Guy
 - H Stax
 - Committee
 
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Guru - Stay Outta My Face lyrics
F/ Big Shug, Hannibal Stax
 [Guru]
 Let's see if you can hang and bang with this momentum
 Competition sniffin on the flowers that I sent them
 Put 'em all.. in intensive care, send 'em fare
 While I lounge round town in expensive gear
 Twinkle in my eye, lace the track, Cognac mack
 B-Boy pose, knock you right off your toes
 While you push it up your nose, I'm with your chick in LaMontrose
 On 40 deuce in the double-tree suites
 Showin her exactly, what she's gonna be on for me
 And truly you'll she, how stupid you'll be
 Fuckin with the B.H.S., really, feel me
 I unload, and explode, I reload, it echoes
 I'm a thunderous clap, 'dro tucked under my cap
 Make you wonder where I hid my gat
 Don't worry 'bout that, better worry 'bout your own situation
 I lead whole nations, take over whole radio stations
 Stay outta my face son
 [Hook]
 In my world.. you ain't got no place son
 Stay out of my face son
 Stay out of my face son
 In my world.. you ain't got no place son
 Stay out of my face son
 Stay out of my face
 [Big Shug]
 I, choke out promoters who be short on the dough
 Slap up haters, who diss the flow
 Gold-diggers only get the toe..
 Up they booty hole when they outta control
 For sho', and naysayers, I crash in they face
 In Shug world, them motherfuckers got no place
 Wannabe rappers, who label cassettes
 I break them shits when they sound weak in my deckGuru - Stay Outta My Face - http://motolyrics.com/guru/stay-outta-my-face-lyrics.html
 I seen your last beat, so you pose no threat
 I got fag niggaz like you doin the thug ballet
 Sucka nigga park my car valet
 And get yourself two dollars, from my wallet
 I'ma catch passes from chicks like Wayne Chrebet
 And they sweat like I play for the Jets
 Am I the best? It's hard to tell
 Remember the blueprints were made in a lonely cell
 To get the cream, and get the fame
 Spit the lyrical slugs, that leave most niggaz lame
 What's the game? To win this shit at all costs
 I got what it takes to be the underground boss
[Hook]
 [Hannibal Stax]
 Up and comin, but you, you think you truck runnin on diesel
 You just a selfish lil' bitch, me, I'm all for my peoples
 You gon' fuck around and let yourself deceive you
 I'ma hunt you down and see you when you least expect
 I'm heat, you wet
 I'm famished and you beef, I guess I'll eat you next
 I'm just as rock as my dick, you just the opposite
 Can't stand to see me bubbilate on top of it
 Lyrical, it all becomes clearer when it's visual
 We maximize, congregatin with alibies
 From righteous to criminal,
 Just to make your life a tidbit more miserable
 So keep playin me close like I ain't tryna get rid of you
 I feel for you, and this is all in your mind
 If ya dare get physical, I'ma make ya every fear
 Real for you, splash my drool, gather my screws
 And get to drillin you just because
 You thought it wasn't when it was love
 Back the fuck up out my shit before I hurt you
[Hook]








