Metal guru, is it you?. Metal guru, is it you?. Sitting there in your armour plated chair Metal guru, is it true?. Metal guru, is it true?. All alone without a telephone Metal guru could it be
deep into the hole,. heal your shrinking soul,. but there won't be a single thing. that you can do. He's a god, he's a man,. he's a ghost, he's aguru. They're whispering his name. through this
reach deep into the hole,. heal your shrinking soul. Hey buddy, you know you're. never ever coming back. He's a god, he's a man,. he's a ghost, he's aguru. They're whispering his name. through this
. First Harley's daughter Janet found aguru she gave him everything she owned. Then Harley junior joined some kind of rockband. And walked around all day about half stoned. His wife watched TV all the time
. Cop Cognacs and spit old raps with young cats. With cigarettes in their ear, niggerish they appear. Under the Fubu is aguru, that's untapped. Want to be in the rap race but ain't ran one lap. Ran
Life's created, automated. Yesterday's invalidated. Hip mankind on, turn your mind on Sit with the guru. Meditation, ooo-ooo, high, high where eagles fly. Leave today untouched in the sky
Yeah yeah, watch us turn it up for y'all. Tight broads watchin'. The Guru, the great 'Dat X, and Big L. Flamboyant for life Check it, a year ago I did a show for some dough. Puffed a bag of hydro
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