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Guru Album


Jazzmatazz, Vol. 1 (1993)
1993
1.
Introduction
2.
Loungin' (feat. Donald Byrd)
3.
When You're Near (feat. N'Dea Davenport and Simon Law)
4.
Transit Ride (feat. Branford Marsalis and Zachary Breaux)
5.
No Time To Play (feat. Ronnie Jordan and DC Lee)
6.
Down The Backstreets (feat. Lonnie Liston Smith)
7.
Respectful Dedications
8.
Take A Look (At Yourself) (feat. Roy Ayers)
9.
Trust Me (feat. N'Dea Davenport)
10.
Slicker Than Most (feat. Gary Barnacle)
11.
Le Bien, Le Mal (feat. MC Solaar)
12.
Sights In The City (feat. Courtney Pine, Carleen Anderson and Simon Law)
. . .

Introduction

[No lyrics]

. . .


Yea, I'm loungin', I got my man Donald Byrd
I wanna give a big shout out to my little man, Miko, he's 2 years old
He's away visiting his grandmom but I miss him dearly

Check it out
If I rhyme this, you will find this situation shall advance
You could take a glance or dance
Elevator lyrics to arouse the crowd
Now tell me who's the man to show you how
Many legacies of brothers who get buzy
And I do it fluid til the suckers get dizzy
Saying peace to the blackbirds 125th street
And check the flow that's unique
For loungin', mellow out and just loungin'
Loungin', loungin', mellow out and just loungin'

Can't refuse this, never lose this, it's the choice this
'Cause my voice is the smoothest
Dominating to your boys 'cause I've been around doing work
And sold tons of others jerk
Donald Byrd word on the track, quite exact
Giving you the format, Jack
See we gotta pave the way and display
How to loungin', loungin'
Mellow out and just loungin'
Loungin', loungin', mellow out and just loungin'

Peace to the pioneers but I gotta try to clear
My throat, check out what I wrote
You can't tap into this unless you know the roots
Word shoe like light absolute
For real so now you gotta know the deal
For loungin', just loungin', mellow out and just loungin'
Loungin', loungin' mellow out, check it ou and loungin'

Loungin', loungin', mellow out and just loungin'
Loungin', loungin', peace to Brooklyn where I live

Realistic, kind of mystic when I kick this
You should witness the slickness
Of the hornplayer and the dope rhymesayer
Quite emotional and inspirational
Philisophical and yes very logical
Teaching you the method for loungin'

Everybody knows they have times when they wanna just lay back
Kick their feet up, y'know
Listen to some good music and just lounge
That's right, I said lounge

. . .


(feat. N'Dea Davenport)

[Guru]
Uhh, yeah you're something else
You know I love it when you're near me, you're near me

[N'Dea]
I like the vibe I get from you babe
I get, from you
And it's your style that I like too babe
That I like, too
I like it when you're near
Speak to me in my ear
Come closer over here

[Guru]
Please, give me more, I need it I want it
You can see I'm all up on it
So can you come up for a second baby, second baby

[N'Dea]
You and me, can be so free
You inspire, to take me HIGHER
I want you now, to show me how
To relax me, and light my fire

[Guru]
If I tell you that your touch is precious
Would you not forget this, would your heart protect us?
Endless, are my emotions for you, heh
I guess that's why I do the things I do, I do

[N'Dea]
Your look is definitely tempting
I want to, seduce
I know things I wanna do to you babe
I want, to prove
I like it when you're near
Speak to me in my ear
Come closer over here

[Guru]
Lady where you goin, let me kick it to you
Cause lately I've been wantin to get closer to you
And I think you get the message love, message love

[N'Dea]
You and me, can be so free
You inspire, to take me HIGHER
I want you now, to show me how
To relax me, and light my fire
You and me, can be so free
You inspire, to take me HIGHER
I want you now, to show me how
To relax me, and light my fire

[Guru]
You're brilliant, no I can't conceal it, I feel it
The signals that I get from you, tell me you're with it
And I'm gonna wine and dine and romance ya
Take the chance to let you know that I dig ya
I figure, that my time won't be wasted
The way I'm gonna kiss your lips, yo I can taste it
It's not about just hittin the skins
It's your style, your vibe, SEEN?

[N'Dea]
I like it when you're near
Speak to me in my ear
Come closer over here

[Guru]
Wait wait wait
I wanna talk to you a minute love
I'm sayin, I'm not lyin about lovin you

[N'Dea]
You and me, can be so free
You inspire, to take me HIGHER
I want you now, to show me how
To relax me, and light my fire
You and me, can be so free
You inspire, to take me HIGHER
I want you now, to show me how
To relax me, and light my fire

I like the vibe you're givin me babe
(I like the vibe when you're near me baby)
I like the vibe you're givin me babe
(I like the vibe when you're near me baby)
I like the vibe you're givin me babe
(I like the vibe when you're near me baby)
I like the vibe you're givin me babe
(I like the vibe when you're near me baby)
I like the vibe you're givin me babe
(I like the vibe when you're near me baby)
I like the vibe you're givin me babe
(I like the vibe when you're near me baby)
I like the vibe you're givin me babe
(I like the vibe when you're near me baby)
I like the vibe you're givin me babe..

. . .


(feat. Branford Marsalis)

"Watch the closing doors!" [cut and scratched x4]

[Guru]
Right now I'm gonna take you for a ride
Hold on tight, so you don't slip or slide
This train is packed, you don't get no seat, yup
You gotta stand on your tired feet
Where we goin don't worry, you'll be there in a hurry
But you better watch you pockets cause the thieves work quickly
This is a New York transit thing
Don't wear too much gold and hide your diamond rings
And don't smile at anyone
Cause people out here, they like to travel with handguns
You say you like this trip, well are you sure?
You better step lively, and watch the
Watch the closing doors

"Watch the closing doors!" [cut and scratched x3]

[Guru]
Here we go, as we ride, through the underground
Coming from Uptown, taking you downtown
Headed for Brooklyn, Brooklyn the planet
Somebody stinks in here - I hope you can stand it!
Homeless people everywhere holdin cups for change
And if you don't have none, they may look at you strange
But this is all part of the scene
And yo check those kids cause they're startin to scheme
See them lookin at you up and down?
Oh yeah they can tell, that you're somebody from out of town
Think they won't harm you? Well they might
And that ain't right, but everyday is like a fight

"Watch the closing doors!" [cut and scratched x6]

[Guru]
Ah ahh, ahh ahh ahh
I can't quit, I gotta do what I must
Cause I can take you on a ride with the lyrics I bust
Cause I'm a master, try to diss and I'll blast ya
Any wack MC that steps up, is gettin plastered
Straight against the wall, cause I don't stall
I give em drama and trauma, til they all fall
And for those who don't know, about the city life
It's where we take no pity, and the kiddies are trife
Takin the train is just part of it
The next stop is Brooklyn, you're comin to the heart of it
You never know what will occur
So just keep to yourself and watch the closing doors

"Step lively" [cut and scratched x3] "and uhh"
"Watch the closing doors!" [cut and scratched x2]

[Guru]
Yeah
B-R-double-O-K-L-Y-N
New York City
Takin you on a transit ride with my man Branford
And I'm out

. . .


(feat. DC Lee, Ronny Jordan)

[Guru]
Yo I'm tired of chumps tryin to waste my time
I ain't got no time to play
Gotta make moves

[Chorus: DC Lee]

Never no time to play
Gotta keep workin every day
Never no time to play
Gotta make moves with no delay (I gotta make moves)
Never no time to play (No time to play)
Gotta keep workin every day
Never no time to play (I gotta make moves)
Gotta make moves

[Guru]
Nope, I can't stop, nope, I can't stop to talk
I gotta go I gotta go yo
Basically I'm a brother they depend on, lean on
So now I gotta be gone, I gotta keep strong
Always stayin busy kid, cause I can never fall off
Laziness ain't gettin to me
There's too much opportunity
And I'm not waitin for no one
Cause slow ones, they don't get nuttin done son

[Chorus: DC Lee]

Never no time to play
Gotta keep workin every day (No time to play)
Never no time to play
Gotta make moves with no delay (I gotta make moves)
Never no time to play
Gotta keep workin every day (No time to play)
Never no time to play
Gotta make moves (I gotta make moves)

[Guru]
Your time is runnin short sport
Make a move or get caught
Nothing lasts forever, nothing lasts forever baby
Maybe, you shouldn't act so crazy
Instead of tryin to be the man
You could REALLY be the man, if you had a plan, understand?
But I'm not the one to be waitin for ya
Back in the day, I used to do stuff for ya
Now I'm warnin ya
That you really ain't no pimp you wimp

[Chorus: DC Lee]

Never no time to play
Gotta keep workin every day (No time to play)
Never no time to play
Gotta make moves with no delay (I gotta make moves)
Never no time to play
Gotta keep workin every day
Never no time to play
(I gotta make moves) Gotta make moves

[Guru]
I gotta make moves, each and every day
I need the cash, I need the cash mo-ney
With my rhyme display, I may take all the paper
Wild, I guess I have the know-how
When you see me in the house you better go, "What's up G?
What's up Gang?" Then give me a pound
Because I've been down, dedicated and I've waited
For my turn, cause respect is somethin you earn

[Chorus: DC Lee]

Never no time to play
Gotta keep workin every day
Never no time to play (uhh, I gotta make moves)
Gotta make moves with no delay
Never no time to play (No time to play)
Gotta keep workin every day
Never no time to play (I gotta make moves)
Gotta make moves

Never no time to play
Gotta keep workin every day
Never no time to play
Gotta make moves with no delay
Never no time to play
Gotta keep workin every day
Never no time to play
Gotta make moves

Never no time to play
Gotta make moves

Never no time to play
No time to play, ahh
Never no time to play
Gotta make moves

Ain't got no time
I ain't got no time
Ain't got no time
I ain't got no time
No time to play
I ain't got no time
No time to play
No time, to play
No time to play
Ain't got no time
No time to play
No no time to play
No time to play
I ain't got no time
No time to play
I ain't got no time
No time to play
No time to play
No time to play-ohhh-ooooh-ahhh
Ain't got no time
I ain't got no time
I ain't got no time
Never have the time
Never no time to play
No time to play
No time to play
No time to play
No time to play-ayyy-hey

[Guru]
No time to play
My man Ronny Jordan gets busy on guitar
DC Lee and Big Shug in the house
Big shouts to the crew
Whassup to the Cutthroats, slicker than most
I ain't got no time yo so I'm gone, I'm gone

. . .


(feat. Lonnie Liston Smith)

[Guru]
Down the backstreets, down the backstreets
Down the backstreets, down the backstreets
(I'm walkin down the backstreets)
Down the backstreets, down the backstreets
Down the backstreets, down the backstreets
(I be walkin down the backstreets)

Yo, here goes some info on my flow and how I move
To a def groove, I keep my rep smooth
On the down-low, I travel with my mind to the street
Concrete, like the gravel I'm in deep
So I gotta hit ya from a real perspective
Cause anyone who's talkin that crap, will surely get his
I'm not the one to act flashy
Cause man where I be at, we don't have to be classy

Down the backstreets, down the backstreets
Down the backstreets, down the backstreets
(I'm walkin down the backstreets)
Down the backstreets, down the backstreets
Down the backstreets, down the backstreets
(I be walkin down the backstreets)
Down the backstreets, down the backstreets
Down the backstreets, down the backstreets
(Walkin down the backstreets)
Down the backstreets, down the backstreets
Down the backstreets, down the backstreets
(I be walkin down the backstreets)

Check it stupid
While you're out there, on the main streets frontin
Your game's week, so I'm huntin you down clown
Cause you need to learn somethin
All that bluffin, won't get you nothin but killed
No mission fulfilled, because there's others who will
Get jealous, hell if they can take clout from you, they'll do it
So that's what I'm about to do, I'll step to it
And strip you of your pride (your pride)
And then I'll stick and I'll rip you up from all sides
Or possibly I'll let you slide, slime
Cause you'll set your own death in just a matter of time
Yeah, and I'll be somewhere on the sidelines, y'know

Down the backstreets, down the backstreets
Down the backstreets, down the backstreets
(Walkin down the backstreets)
Down the backstreets, down the backstreets
Down the backstreets, down the backstreets
(I be walkin down the backstreets)

So when you're lookin for me, here's where I'll be
I'll be walkin down the backstreets in your vicinity
Cause I been out here for a few
So all that you're doin, ain't really nothin new (nothin new)
I peeped the way you always perpetrate
You're so phony, you make me wanna regurgitate
Since you're ridin so high, you're bound to fall
While I stand tall, and you don't get no props at all out here

Down the backstreets, down the backstreets
Down the backstreets, down the backstreets
(walkin down the backstreets)
Down the backstreets, down the backstreets
Down the backstreets, down the backstreets
(I be walkin down the backstreets)
Down the backstreets, down the backstreets
Down the backstreets, down the backstreets
(Walkin down the backstreets)
Down the backstreets, down the backstreets
(It's the backstreets)
Down the backstreets, down the backstreets
(In your backstreets)

Down the backstreets, is a mind state
Cause I don't have to be a pop star to rhyme great
I've been out here observin things
So now all fake gangsters and pranksters I'm servin
YouknowhatI'msayin? I'm the king
Come down the backstreets where it's dark
I'ma snatch your heart
So get a handle on life and quit livin so trife
Or else we're gonna have to run up, and SMACK all the weak
Comin straight from the backstreets
And I'm out, ninety-three, it's all me

. . .

Respectful Dedications

[No lyrics]

. . .


(feat. Roy Ayers)

"A lot of people don't realize that..
The reason why I'm talkin is.. I'm tired of most"

[Guru]
And I'm tired of suckers always complain about your situation
Cause you frontin .. "You dig?"

[Chorus: x2]

Take a look at yourself, take a look at yourself
Take one big look, take a look at yourself .. "You dig?"

[Guru]
Came up short man (that's right)
Yes just one time too many (too many)
Don't try to get too friendly (nah)
I shouldn't give you any (none)
R-E-S-P-E-C-T, you know respect (yeah)
You're messed up son, tryin to play mack money (mack money)
You went for self, for the fast wealth, but you know what's funny?
Now you're fallin, fallin, cryin out for reasons (oww)
Should I sympathize, or let my lyrics give lesions,
And cuts? Cause I can straighten you up
I ain't on no crusade (nope)
It's just that your game's played (yup)
But are you afraid, to make moves, and get really paid?
You might fade (goodbye) cause punk you live for today
And most of your chances, already blew away

[Chorus]

[Guru]
Listen (check it son)
Forget the dissin, I'm admittin
I've done some wrong, also wrote some dope songs (word)
My man Roy, he brought the vibes along
Now I'm there, in here gettin funky with the track
I used to drive a Cadillac, it took me there and back (right)
But seriously black, how you livin? (how you livin?)
From what I can see, word to mother you're slippin
If I were you, I'd stop this fantasy world stuff (quit it)
Cause the real world's tough, you ain't equipped enough
Step back, analyze, and use your own eyes to see
(take a look) I can't be you, you can't be me
For your problems, yo you can't blame no one else

[Chorus]

[Guru]
I ain't runnin away (never kid) yo are you?
I been through the BS, I got scars a few (many)
But I can't dwell in the hell that I've passed through (nope)
I'ma blast through (yup) and do what I gotta do (have to)
Amazing, suckers think this rap stuff won't phase them
I wait then, and cross the ceilings til they cave in (boom)
Or give in, cause the power keeps me driven (that's right)
I'll de-stroy the weak noise with much poise and no toys
Or tricks (nope) so stay off my tip
And get a grip on your own and get a life of your own
And stop waitin, for things to come to you
That's for chumps (that's right) I know what you oughta do

[Chorus]

[Guru]
Yeah I wanna give a big big shout out
To the Dirty Rotten Scoundrels and the Group Home
To my man Premier
Crazy shoutout to all the boroughs of New York
KnowhatI'msayin?
Cause my man Roy Ayers is in full effect

[Roy plays for a bit]

[Chorus]

[Roy closes out the song]

. . .


(feat. N'Dea Davenport)

[N'Dea]
I wanna trust you baby
I wanna trust you baby
Wanna trust you baby (trust me, I love you)
I wanna trust you baby (trust me, I need you)
I wanna trust you baby (trust me, I want you)
Wanna trust you babe (trust me)
Trust me, I love you
Trust me, I need you
Trust me, I want you
Trust me..

[Guru]
Baby why don'tcha, honey why won'tcha
Accept the fact that it's not just the knack
That I care, so please let me share
Special moments, moments so rare
Check it out, if I could give you the world, you know I'd do it
Everything at your feet - ain't nothin to it
But it's hard sweetheart, and it's rough out here
But I doubt there, is anybody else for me

[N'Dea]
Trust me, I love you
Trust me, I need you
Trust me, I want you
Trust me..
Trust me, I love you
Trust me, I need you
Trust me, I want you
Trust me..

[Guru]
Mmm the things I feel, they are for real
I'm past the point of dwellin, on the sex appeal
Mad chicks sweat me, but I desire your womanness
Dude sweats you, but I'm the best
Listen, we could build a future together
No doll and I would never soup you ever, never
I'm buggin out, over the thought of you leavin
Tried to step to you, but now you're retreatin

[N'Dea]
Trust me, I love you
Trust me, I need you
Trust me, I want you
Trust me..
Trust me, I love you
Trust me, I need you
Trust me, I want you
Trust me..

I do believe you do care
To tell you the truth, I am scared
Some freaky people out there
You know?

Trust me, I love you
Trust me, I need you
Trust me, I want you
Trust me..

[Guru]
I sent you flowers and, I sat for hours and
Contemplated, the state of our affairs and I find there
Is no way out I'm in a love lock
The funny thing about it I don't wanna even stop, so

[N'Dea]
Trust me, I love you
Trust me, I need you
Trust me, I want you
Trust me..
Trust me, I love you
Trust me, I need you
Trust me, I want you
Trust me..

[Guru]
So now you know the flavor
It's not about the stuff I gave ya
And my behavior is based on strong
Feelings I have, of you and me, it's like a bond
A treasure, not to be corny but word
I wanna give you all the joy that you deserve
I know we argue, sometimes I start to annoy you
But we should never ever, try to destroy two
Hearts joined, intertwined with a passion
Give me a chance love, that's all I'm askin
And furthermore, you can be sure that I'll do
Every little thing you need, yes it's true
I'm not desperate, but I'm the one for you

[N'Dea]
Trust me, I love you
Trust me, I need you
Trust me, I want you
Trust me..
Trust me, I love you
Trust me, I need you
Trust me, I want you
Trust me..

Love is so risky y'know
I want you to do and show
Me all of you openly
Honestly..

I wanna trust you baby (trust me, I love you)
I wanna trust you baby (trust me, I need you)
I wanna trust you baby (trust me, I want you)
I wanna trust you baby (trust me)
I wanna trust you baby (trust me, I love you)
I wanna trust you baby (trust me, I need you)
I wanna trust you baby (trust me, I want you)
I wanna trust you baby (trust me)
I wanna trust you baby (trust me, I love you)
I wanna trust you baby (trust me, I need you)
I wanna trust you baby (trust me, I want you)
Wanna trust you babe (trust me)
I wanna trust you baby
I wanna trust you baby
I wanna trust you baby..

. . .


(feat. Gary Barnacle)

[Chorus: x2]

All around the city and from coast to coast
I'm slicker than most, I'm slicker than most

[Guru]
Who put the jazz in the hip-hop funk?
It's me chump.. the originator with the flavor
Just like a fine tuned sax, I'm allathat
I'm gettin fatter than fat, to be exact
So when you step to see the man command
Don't get too close, unless you can't withstand
The pressure, cause now I'm the aggressor
Callin you out, to test skills
Let's see who get props, and who gives the best, thrills
Chill kid, you gotta acknowledge
I'm like dope.. yeah that's what you could call it
Or better yet, just say I'm slick

[Chorus]

[Guru]
The word is out, Guru's got all the clout
And when I'm rappin, the fans just shout (HO!!)
Cause I be givin what they want yo, lyrics are right
With much insight bro
So never second-guess the smooth one
And if a sucker tries to diss, then I'm the rude one
Cause I can kick it, you know I rip it
Yo pass the brew, so I can sip it
I'm wicked, when it comes down to the rhyme
So in ninety-three, I'm takin what's mine
And this you gotta acknowledge
Cause I'm slick, so watch me clock the dollars

[Chorus]

[Guru]
BOOM ya ras claat, you're gettin burned on the spot
No if's or but's, cause I'll go nuts
I never take a short, I rap for more than sport
So now you're caught, down to your last resort
Whisperin behind my back just like a pansy
I break an MC's neck, yes I can G
So chill, cause this you gotta acknowledge
I'm SLAMMIN, yeah that's what you could call it
Or better yet just say I'm slick
Cause I'm demolishin rappers, lickety-split
You know I'm slick
Hmm, you know I'm slick
Mmmm, you know I'm slick

[Chorus]

"I rock the house, and ah.." [x3]

"I rock the house, and ah.." [x4 to fade]

. . .


(feat. MC Solaar)

[Guru]
It's...
Chorus:]
[Guru] The good, the bad.
[MC Solaar] Le bien, le mal.
[Guru] The good, the bad.
[MC Solaar] Le bien, le mal.

[MC Solaar]
Il etait vraissemblable que tous les faux semblants
De la farce humanitaire aboutirait au use I'm fed up.
Ui tend le microphone, se nomme Solaar.
Ru.
L rule without a doubt.
L'avance, en prenant du recul,
Ad.
I'm like your mentor, and this is for your benefit,
So hear the noise, cause the rude boys ain't havin' it.
It's...

[Chorus:]

[MC Solaar]
En prophete de la fete,
Je suis contre ceux qui fetent la defaite de la fete.
Alors faites, attention, cette recette,
Intercepte [de l'adepte] trouble fete,
Et l,
Louche, Blackjack, The Mack, Terry, Ramses, The City Emcees,
[...], Men at Large, Strife, Regious, Bouillabase, Le [...]
[...] and their whole entire crew
You know what I'm sayin'?
Taking no shorts in 1993.
Peace, it's the good and the bad, and I'm out.

. . .


(feat. Carleen Anderson, Courtney Pine, Simon Law)

[Carleen Anderson]
Sights in the city got people cryin..

Sights in the city got people cryin..
Sights in the city got people dyin..
Sights in the city got people cryin..
Sights in the city got people dyin..
In the city..

[Guru]
One Friday, little Emmitt reached his limit
School was wack, he wasn't with it
His man told him, that he could make some dough
Deliverin packages, for Mac Money Joe
So he said, "Cool.. yo I need a hustle
Yo hook me up, plus I need a pistol or
A .380, a two-two or a .25
I'm gonna get large kid, I'm all the way live"
But he was sadly mistaken
Now he's locked up, he's doin time and he's thinkin

[Carleen Anderson]
Sights in the city got people cryin..
Sights in the city got people dyin..
In the city..

[Guru]
One Saturday, sweet Renee ran away
Couldn't take moms yellin, didn't wanna stay
Her girl told her, that she could get quick cash
Goin on dates, for Pimp Daddy Nash
She said, "Well I don't know, I gotta meet him
You say he's fly, mmm? I gotta see him"
The next thing you know she's out late nights
Makin dollars for Nash, wearin her skirts tight
Now she's a victim of the system
Man what happened to her dreams, and her ambition?

[Carleen Anderson]
Sights in the city got people cryin..
Sights in the city got people dyin..
Sights in the city got people cryin..
Sights in the city got people dyin..
In the city..

[Guru]
Old Mr. Fillmore, he owns a grocery store
It's a small little shop, the children call him Pop
But of course he keeps a shotgun
Just for protection, cause he's got a little grandson
On Sunday, while he was there cleanin
He heard the front door slam, a lady screamin
He grabbed the shottie and walked out from the back
All he saw was two kids, wearin black ski masks
He fired, they fired, all at the same time
Now there's a funeral on Wednesay, a quarter to nine

[Carleen Anderson]
Sights in the city got people cryin..
Sights in the city got people dyin..
In the city.. in the city.. in the city..
In the city! In the city.. in the city..
In the city.. in the city.. in the city..
In the city! In the city!

[Guru]
Many sights and sounds in the city, knahmsayin?
People dyin, innocent victims
The babies ain't got no future
What are we gon' do? Brothers can't make a buck
Mmm, just some of the sights and sounds, that's all
Gues I'm just gonna get mine

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