(Phife From "Check The Rhime")Now Here's A Funky Introduction

(scratching)

Guru: Chorus 1(2X):

It's ALONGWAYTOGO When You Don't Know Where You're Going

You Don't Know Where You're Going When You're Lost (lost)

Guru:

What You Need Is More Direction And Get Yourself Some Protection

I Thought By Now That You Have Learned Your Lesson

I'm Stressin Points And Slammin All Joints You Call The Real Shit

Correct Shit, You Know The Busta Way You Feel Shit

Baby, I Still Don't Think You Understand

You Lose The Game, We Get More Props Than Dan...Rather

And It Don't Matter Cuz When You Flinch, You're Weak

So I'mma Step Just To Speak About The Counterfeit, Unlegit Type Of

People

Those Cellophane Ones, The Ones That You Can See Through

It's Poetic Justice Cuz I'm Mad With A Pact

So Precise, My Insight Will Take Flight In The Night

And In The Daytime, Cuz I Don't Come Up With Corny Rhymes

I'm Too Devoted To The Concept Of Gettin Mine

So Here's The Deal Like Shaquille O'Neal

If You Don't Know What You're Doing, How The Hell Can You Be Real?

Chorus 2 (2X):

(scratching)(Q-Tip From "Check The Rhime")How Far Must You Go To Gain

Respect? Um...

Guru:

Now In '93, Realistically You Should Be...well Aware Of All The Evils

Out

There

It's Like A Jungle Sometimes. You Get The Message?

You Got To Rumble Sometimes, It's Gettin Hectic

Emotions Run Deep, As Times Run Out

Solutions...it's Time To Find Some Out

So According To Me, Suckers Are Barred

>From Obstructing My Discussion Cuz I Rhyme Too Hard

You Take A Wiff Like A Spliff Here, Like Some Fresh Air

I Came To Claim Shit This Year (this Year)

So Take A Stroll Down The Walkway, Or Hallway, Or Runway

Fuck With Us, Kid, You'll Pay

I Slay...and Yo, I'm Still On The Expressway

I Kick My Essay, Then You Know We Don't Play

So Pray Down On Your Knees, G

Cuz It'