I Told You Once, I Told You Twice

Lyrics

[Intro: Guru] That's right... My man Prince Paul, Big Guru, Planet Asia – it's all good But you know what? People be taking kindness for weakness, right? I'm not trying to hear it They be asking me shit – I'm not trying to hear it They be trying to get put on – I'm not trying to hear it [Verse 1: Guru] Yo, I told you once, now I'm telling you twice, cat You know, and I know, I'm nice like that Gracefully I age, like vintage wine Because I'm true to the game, and I evolve through different times Me and my man Paul stimulate y'all How come so many can bust shots, but got no hand skills at all? We didn't learn from the deaths of the great ones And niggas don't think about doing bids – until they face one I'm not a hater, I'm a congratulator Plus I'm still in the mix, trying to get my paper It's just that the money can't be more important than truth And niggas have babies, but don't be thinking 'bout the youth They be straight misleadin' niggas, while I be straight feedin' niggas And if I had better marketing, I'd have better sales figures Fuck it, still my position, I'll never share it I'm that nigga from Gang Starr, and I'm not trying to hear it [Hook: Planet Asia, (Guru)] To do what we do, it takes experience, so aim high We them guys in the game who take it serious We come across humble, but we still might snap And have a fit, 'cause we not trying to hear that shit (I'm not trying to hear it – I'm not trying to hear that shit) (I'm not trying to hear it – I'm not trying to hear that shit) [Verse 2: Planet Asia] With murderous flows, I stay on some MC next level degree shit With a hard-to-beat pattern of pronunciation Yeah, no more shall I be fronted on Songs get punished, published, performed, while MC's get hunted on And I don't give a fuck about who got a hundred songs My stamina equipped with the banana clip, long And y'all won't be able to last on that phantom shit long 'Cause to be able to spit, you got to plan your shit strong I push the pen with thoughts, that of a weight-lifting inmate,  Waiting on the track that somebody can send me I'm from Cali where niggas try to be friendly,  But quick to ride on they enemies, to honor the saga of war story trilogies My style cost more, you cats is sophomore I'm everywhere, overseas or offshore – now who can floss more? Fuck it, I'll say it – I'm sick of these white dudes So fuck Landspeed, Stones Throw, and Nu Gruv 'Cause if I didn't do shows, I would've been murdered one of y'all punks And probably made the front cover of Murder Dog And when you see me in the club with my niggas, we ain't rappin' at all So the next cat to run up on some battle shit, I'm slappin' 'em down Ready for repercussions – reefer puffin' Streets is nothin' – I'm slappin' niggas in the face just to teach 'em something This is the new me, 'cause life is like a movie Murderous view, from you know who, it's yours truly Planet Asia, y'all [Interlude: Guru sampled and scratched] Yo, I told you once, now I'm telling you twice, cat You know and I know – I'm nice like that You know and I know – I'm nice like that You know and I know – I'm nice like that [Verse 3: Guru] Constantly, I hear the same old joints on the radio It's crazy, yo, I'm tired of them lame old joints Some songs hot but a lot – purely political Some rappers got energy, but need to be more lyrical The game is changed though, it's about drugs and Range Rovers If not, it's about guns and expensive champagne, yo They yap about whatever whip they've got How many keys they flip, and how many niggas they've shot Have you forgot? The streets have always been that ill Have you forgot? The God's got mad skills And niggas need to focus before our cause turns hopeless Or watch poverty and death, swarm our cities like locusts Whether it's 1992, or 2002 I'ma rep like I'm supposed to for my peeps and for you And it's true, my position, I'm not tryin' to share it 'Cause I'm O.G. Bobby Guru, and I'm not tryin' to hear......