[Guru]

Yeah, bout to talk about some serious shit

Deadly habits, you know everybody's got 'em

Just that some niggaz try to front, try to cover shit up

But fuck that, I be wylin sometimes - you know why?

Cause suckers be thinkin that shit is sweet

Niggaz be thinkin that rap niggaz ain't real, haha

Yeah well that's aight, that's aight

Let 'em think what they want



[Verse One: Guru]

Yo I'm steady at it, them deadly habits

I pray for the best outcome son, but my dome's already shattered

By the shit that's occurred

Drivin home tipsy from the club, puffin herb, vision blurred

Thinkin bout them niggaz who caught the drop

Who I gotta stop, who he caught, and who still gotta get popped

Stash box, feelin like Fish in "King of New York"

Wifey do her thing for the God, she don't be bringin me pork

Cause there's enough deadly shit a brother be facin

Up in V.I.P., niggaz drinks they be lacin

Got a nigga sweatin pacin, not ready to fall the fuck up

But ready to pull out, and back 'em all the fuck out

And my guardian angel, is always there to protect

And my supreme nature, keeps all them savages in check

How the hell did everything get so twisted

They say be careful what you pray for, so I guess now it's this shit



[Chorus: Guru]

They will never know - what I do to get by

And them many times I almost died

They will never know - all the reasons why I flip

And now I gotta keep an extra clip

They will never know - what this stress is like

And why I'm on point, ready to fight

They will never know - all the pressure and pain

Don't give a fuck if they think less of me mayne



[Verse Two: Guru]







Deadly habits, they could be a number of