Tru Master

featuring Inspectah Deck Kurupt

[Inspectah Deck]

Your highness live from the bricks one six

Pete Rock bang your head break the drumsticks

Verbal assault rhymes rippin through the mix

Specialist with the smash hits that can flip

Savagely attack this clash with accurate aim

Spark the flame burn this inside the vein

Ride tracks like the Soul Train hold ya brain

in the state of shock make em drop hits of cocaine

I bang with the big boys, those who hold name

Amateurs get hung with they own gold chains

I swing blades, best bring grenades against

a Tru Master, way beyond your freshman attempts

Spit rounds on the floor, evidence of the war

It's on til the death til we settle the score

You can never measure, to the standard, of the most

popular demanded, rap classics

Pop corks while the style knock your tops off

Ghetto summer jam's got the streets blocked off

Plots to knock me off get stopped short

Armed with my thoughts, move the world with an unknown force

[Pete Rock]

Aiyyo, we had the bass pound speakers, shell toed Adidas (uh-huh)

Original rap with new school leaders (true)

Graffiti art names with fat gold chains

Shock the world cousin, while hip-hop remains

"I'm a true master, you can check my credentials" - Jeru

"Master in the MC field" - Parrish Smith

"Master, preacher, poet, a teacher" - O.C.

"From the master.. from the master" - Biggie Smalls

[Pete Rock]

Yo I drop jewels like hail, rap rides the third rail

Transmit def styles with sign language in braille

In hot pursuit of Donald Trump rap loot

Produce what you feel with Navy Seal mic troops

Spark the S-P, slaughter, Pete Rock of Gibraltar

Miraculous lyrics that tread water

A rap nigga, show respect, write rhymes that connect

Collaborate, break bread with Kurupt and Deck

Keep my feet blessed, fresh with the Scottie Pippen's

In the game of life, I play all positions

Stop look and listen, total package, yes a true master

Produce rhymes, slang hits faster

The master of the game, solo artist by name

Paint the masterpiece that lies inside the frame

Passionate bright colors, the number one Soul Brother

All eyes on us, guard your grill and take cover

Aiyyo, we had the bass pound speakers, shell toed Adidas (uh-huh)

Original rap with new school leaders (true)

Graffiti art names with fat gold chains

Shock the world cousin, while hip-hop remains

"I'm a true master, you can check my credentials" - Jeru

"Master in the MC field" - Parrish Smith

"Master, preacher, poet, a teacher" - ?

"From the master.. from the master" - Biggie Smalls

[Kurupt]

I'm the epicenter of this natural disaster

I'm disastrous with smashes, cold and hot flashin

Masters of self, a whole carload of explosives

like Zorro your host is

death with the intellect from wizards to warlocks

I'm sore ock, I'm raw ock with four glocks, smallpox

More ways to get paid, more ways to display

More rhymes to say, more AK's to spray

God is good growin up in the hood

Done some things bad, done some things good

Me and Pete is like rhymes to chemicals, clash

Atom bombs to mustard gas

We intervene, I break ya, take ya to a whole difference scene

AR-15's and beams

Got em jumpin like I swallowed a gang of jumpin beans

Explode and reload, we dumps machines

Radical in war, Kurupt's a mad star

I'm a ? hog with the gold card

Dogg Pound Gangstaz -- D.P.G.

I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta -- D.P.G.

I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta -- D.P.G.

Inspectah Deck and Kurupt and Pete Rock to drop the beat

"Masters of art" - KRS-One

"Be the sharpest motherfucker

with the beats, with the rhymes" - Method

"Check this out