[Guru]

Yo fuck the kiddy crap, I did that stupid shit already jack

Many rapper talk about how they come strapped with plenty gats

And how they, were sellin many cracks

I take my belt off and give 'em a hundred-twenty whacks

So many act, so I treat 'em like my sons

And nowadays you got frail niggaz frontin trife with guns

But I'm the chief like Beanie, none of y'all can see me

Cuz my family ties go as deep as (?)

Baldhead to the S-L-I-C-K

Wanna rhyme, take a ride down my freeway

Peace to all the PJ's and all the DJ's

My word are like multitude so keep my shit on replay

He say, she say, niggaz know I'm the man

Leavin emcees depressed, tryna find a new plan

And few can ever measure up to these standards

The name is Baldhead Slick and yo, this is "The Anthem"



[Chorus: *cuts*]

"It's the gifted, prolific one..."

"Subtractin others rappers... who lack..."

"It's the gifted, prolific one..."

"Known as... Baldhead Slick..."

"It's the gifted, prolific one..."

"Carryin my thoughts... the illest soldier..."

"It's the gifted, prolific one..."

"Known as... Baldhead Slick..."



[Guru]

One of the first real niggaz, to ever rock a baldie

Slick Daddy; that's what my ladies like to call me

Trained in combat, still smooth in approach

Live from first class, while you snooze in coach

Coppin cruiser boats, so I can rule the coast

Any altercation, our peeps and do a toast

I go from rockin Timberlands, to wearin Gucci boots

Never chasin a silly bitch, even if the groupie's cute

I'm stakin my claim, breakin you lames

I'll choke you out into submission, you ain't takin a bang

Fuck it, I'm takin the blame for straight shakin you up

Wakin you up, that doo-rag ainc12