Now You’re Mine

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Guru] Yo, Duke, you're dead wrong, you'll never have the skills like mine I write the ill type rhymes, now I'm reachin' my prime 360 dunk in your face You can't compete, you're just a basket case Let's separate the men from the boys And put your money where your mouth is, no time for toys Your game is weak, you geek, so don't sleep 'Cause I'll be checkin' ya, wreckin' ya when I start to creep Through the backdoor, I know I caught you out here You got no clout here, and I doubt there Is any way that you can stop the beat down You ought to play the background and sit back down Chumps like you, I gotta keep 'em in line So prepare to suffer, boy, 'cause now you're mine [Verse 2: Guru] I'll fake you left and go right, straight down the lane Here's one in your eye, you'll feel pain You strain to put together some strategy But you're raggedy and I'll be glad to see The frown on your grill when I drill and thrill Set up my offense, commence to kill I'll be leadin' from beginning to end And after I pound ya, you're gonna wanna make friends And make amends for the silly trash you were talkin' Take a walk and your shots I'm swattin' With ease, and the ladies are swoonin' Clockin' my swiftness while you're droolin' You oughta practice up and get your game refined I've been waitin' to dog you and now you're mine [Verse 3: Guru] Hurry up, sucka, go ahead and pick your squad Try to play hard (Play hard), but I'ma rob You of your crazy notions to defeat me You're weak, see, I romp all comp' And even be down to give you a rematch After I wax and tax that butt When I slam the alley-oop, you can rally troops But I play the awesome defense I'll pick your pocket and send you to the bench With tears in your eyes as you realize the prize is for me Yes, all the money Son, my form is too nice, my handle's precise I take you right and go left 'Cause my game's so def and now you're mine