Now You’re Mine - Intellectual

[Verse 1: Guru]

Yo, Duke, you're dead wrong, you'll never have the skills like mine

I write the ill type rhymes, now I'm reachin' my prime

360 dunk in your face

You can't compete, you're just a basket case

Let's separate the men from the boys

And put your money where your mouth is, no time for toys

Your game is weak, you geek, so don't sleep

'Cause I'll be checkin' ya, wreckin' ya when I start to creep

Through the backdoor, I know I caught you out here

You got no clout here, and I doubt there

Is any way that you can stop the beat down

You ought to play the background and sit back down

Chumps like you, I gotta keep 'em in line

So prepare to suffer, boy, 'cause now you're mine

I'll fake you left and go right, straight down the lane

Here's one in your eye, you'll feel pain

You strain to put together some strategy

But you're raggedy and I'll be glad to see

The frown on your grill when I drill and thrill

Set up my offense, commence to kill

I'll be leadin' from beginning to end

And after I pound ya, you're gonna wanna make friends

And make amends for the silly trash you were talkin'

Take a walk and your shots I'm swattin'

With ease, and the ladies are swoonin'

Clockin' my swiftness while you're droolin'

You oughta practice up and get your game refined

I've been waitin' to dog you and now you're mine

Hurry up, sucka, go ahead and pick your squad

Try to play hard (Play hard), but I'ma rob

You of your crazy notions to defeat me

You're weak, see, I romp all comp'

And even be down to give you a rematch

After I wax and tax that butt

When I slam the alley-oop, you can rally troops

But I play the awesome defense

I'll pick your pocket and send you to the bench

With tears in your eyes as you realize the prize is for me

Yes, all the money

Son, my form is too nice, my handle's precise

I take you right and go left

'Cause my game's so def and now you're mine