作词 : Elam, Hendley, Martin, Wilson

作曲 : Chris Martin/E. Hendley/F. Wilson/Keith Elam

Yo

Yo Premier?

Yeah whassup G?

That trip to L.A., may be delayed

Why whassup I'm on my way to the airport now

Yeah well your boy Guru got knocked

WHAT?!

I don't know what this is about, sounds crazy man

Something about a gun

"The court calls Keith Elam to the stand

Please approach the bench."

Yo they got me handcuffed, I'm down in central booking

Things are ****** up, the way my future's looking

But I'm too fly, I'mma change this scenario

Make some power moves and tighten up my bankroll

Chumps are leary though, they see me as a threat

I'm like the black Dutch Schultz when you get me upset

5-0 makes me wanna flip, Larry Davis style

Got a ***** depressed, while he's awaiting trial

It's OK though, cause from grey skies comes blue

Through darkness comes light and I be known as the Guru

And this I certify we all should be alerted by

The traps within the system, our youth is getting murdered by

The D.A. says they got me on a felony

I'm trying to live my life, so what the **** is you telling me?

The streets are war, that's what brothers carry weapons for

And I take the weight as I did before

The next thing you know, they got me on the radio

A rapper arrested, suckers showing me on video

Of course I know, that I'm a role model

But yo this rap life is real life sometimes it's full throttle

Right now I gotta think about me **** the industry

You gets no love, except those who support me

What's the story, what happened when I went to L.A.?

Mixing **** up, no not there I got family

Nothing happened, mind your business yo step

You know we connect, JFK 2 LAX

They wanna lock us all up, and throw away the key

Don't wanna see us come up, don't wanna see us making G's

Long as we know this is the key to our destruction

Let's make moves no discussion

Peace to my man Hass, an Orange Man paying the cost

All the twenty-five to lifers all my brothers getting tossed

Into the system, supposed to rehabilitate

It's why you gotta regulate your own mindstate

Read, study lessons and build your inner power

The next level, doesn't tolerate cowards

For example, I know this rich Nigerian

Powerful American that's proud to be an African

He asked me why do all us brothers be getting trapped

I told him I'd explain it, broke it down in a rap

Whether you got naps, braids waves or no hair

Without esteem for yourself *****, you going nowhere

And you can swagger like you rude as Josey Wales

Unorganized revolt almost always mostly fails

Give up the savage ways, be effective soldiers

To elevate the mental is to be poor no more

There's war in the streets, prepared men know best

I rhyme as live as it gets, JFK 2 LAX

They're always making trouble yo, against the righteous

Killing us in cold blood, those beasts, those vipers

And as I sit feeling the pain in my wrist

I vow to myself that I'mma change this ****

Or at least I gotta try or part of me will die

And only by action will any ideas solidify

So I inhale, exhale as I ponder

This grown man will make mistakes no longer

I've been there, I've seen how they make us fall victim

To their tricknowledgy, with no apology I diss em

And so I rip facts to **** tracks I caress

You're gonna hear about it, from JFK 2 LAX