Текст песни Takeover

R.O.C., we runnin this rap shit

Memphis Bleek, we runnin this rap shit

B. Mac, we runnin this rap shit

Freeway, we run this rap shit

O & Sparks, we runnin this rap shit

Chris & Neef, we runnin this rap shit

The takeover, the break's over nigga

God MC, me, Jay-Hova

Hey lil' soldier you ain't ready for war

R.O.C. too strong for y'all

It's like bringin a knife to a gunfight, pen to a test

Your chest in the line of fire witcha thin-ass vest

You bringin them Boyz II Men, HOW them boys gon' win?

This is grown man B.I., get you rolled in the triage(?)

Beatch - your reach ain't long enough, dunny

Your peeps ain't strong enough, fucka

Roc-A-Fella is the army, better yet the navy

Niggaz'll kidnap your babies, spit at your lady

We bring - knife to fistfight, kill your drama

Uh, we kill you motherfuckin ants with a sledgehammer

Don't let me do it to you dunny cause I overdo it

So you won't confuse it with just rap music

R.O.C., we runnin this rap shit

M-Easy, we runnin this rap shit

The Broad Street Bully, we runnin this rap shit

Get zipped up in plastic when it happens that's it

Freeway, we run this rap shit

O & Sparks, we runnin this rap shit

Chris & Neef, we runnin this rap shit

"Watch out!! We run New York" -> [KRS-One]

I don't care if you Mobb Deep, I hold triggers to crews

You little FUCK, I've got money stacks bigger than you

When I was pushin weight, back in eighty-eight

you was a ballerina I got your pictures I seen ya

Then you dropped "Shook Ones," switch your demeanor

Well - we don't believe you, you need more people

Roc-A-Fella, students of the game, we passed the classes

Nobody could read you dudes like we do

Don't let 'em gas you like Jigga is ass and won't clap you

Trust me on this one - I'll detach you

Mind from spirit, body from soul

They'll have to hold a mass, put your body in a hole

No, you're not on my level get your brakes tweaked

I sold what ya whole album sold in my first week

You guys don't want it with Hov'

Ask Nas, he don't want it with Hov', nooooo!

R.O.C., we runnin this rap shit

B. Sigel, we runnin this rap shit

M-Easy, we runnin this rap shit

Get zipped up in plastic when it happens that's it

O & Sparks, we runnin this rap shit

Freeway, we run this rap shit

Chris & Neef, we runnin this rap shit

"Watch out!! We run New York" -> [KRS-One]

I know you missin all the - FAAAAAAAME!

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Nigga; you a - LAAAAAAAME!

Youse the fag model for Karl Kani/Esco ads

Went from, Nasty Nas to Esco's trash

Had a spark when you started but now you're just garbage

Fell from top ten to not mentioned at all

to your bodyguard's "Oochie Wally" verse better than yours

Matter fact you had the worst flow on the whole fuckin song

but I know - the sun don't shine, then son don't shine

That's why your - LAAAAAAAME! - career come to a end

There's only so long fake thugs can pretend

Nigga; you ain't live it you witnessed it from your folks pad

You scribbled in your notepad and created your life

I showed you your first tec on tour with Large Professor

(Me, that's who!) Then I heard your album bout your tec on your dresser

So yeah I sampled your voice, you was usin it wrong

You made it a hot line, I made it a hot song

And you ain't get a corn nigga you was gettin fucked and

I know who I paid God, Serchlite Publishing

Use your - BRAAAAAAAIN! You said you been in this ten

I've been in it five - smarten up Nas

Four albums in ten years nigga? I could divide

That's one every let's say two, two of them shits was due

One was - NAHHH, the other was "Illmatic"

That's a one hot album every ten year average

And that's so - LAAAAAAAME! Nigga switch up your flow

Your shit is garbage, but you try and kick knowledge?

(Get the fuck outta here) You niggaz gon' learn to respect the king

Don't be the next contestant on that Summer Jam screen

Because you know who (who) did you know what (what)

with you know who (yeah) but just keep that between me and you for now

R.O.C., we runnin this rap shit

M-Easy, we runnin this rap shit

The Broad Street Bully, we runnin this rap shit

Get zipped up in plastic when it happens that's it

Freeway, we run this rap shit

O & Sparks, we runnin this rap shit

Chris & Neef, we runnin this rap shit

"Watch out!! We run New York" -> [KRS-One]

A wise man told me don't argue with fools

Cause people from a distance can't tell who is who

So stop with that childish shit, nigga I'm grown

Please leave it alone - don't throw rocks at the throne

Do not bark up that tree, that tree will fall on you

I don't know why your advisors ain't forewarn you

Please, not Jay, he's, not for play

I don't slack a minute, all that thug rappin and gimmicks

I will end it, all that yappin be finished

You are not deep, you made your bed now sleep

Don't make me expose to them folks that don't know you

Nigga I know you well, all the stolen jew-els

Twinkletoes you breakin my heart

You can't fuck with me - go play somewhere, I'm busy

And all you other cats throwin shots at Jigga

You only get half a bar - fuck y'all niggaz

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