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   Somethin about a gun      "the court calls keith elam to the stand.   Please approach the bench."      [guru]   Yo they got me handcuffed, I'm down in central booking   Things are fucked up, the way my future's looking   But I'm too fly, i'ma 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 nigga depressed, while he's awaitin 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 gettin murdered by   The D.A. says they got me on a felony   I'm tryin to live my life, so what the fuck is you tellin 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 showin 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 fuck the industry   You gets no love, except those who support me   What's the story, what happened when I went to L.A.?    Mixin shit up, no not there I got family   Nothin happened, mind your business yo step   You know we connect, jfk 2 lax      Chorus: guru      They wanna lock us all up, and throw away the key   Don't wanna see us come up, don't wanna see us makin g's   Long as we know this is the key to our destruction   Let's make moves no discussion      [guru]   Peace to my man hass, and orange man payin the cost   All the twenty-five to lifers all my brothers gettin 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 gettin 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 nigga, you goin 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   Our rhyme is as live as it gets, jfk 2 lax   They're always makin trouble yo, against the righteous   Killin us in cold blood, those beats those vipers   And as I sit feelin the pain in my wrist   I vow to myself that i'ma change this shit   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 dope tracks I caress   You're gonna hear about it, from jfk 2 lax      *plane lands*