Paroles Takeover de Jay-Z

Textes et Paroles de Takeover

Intro/Chorus
R-O-C We runnin' dis' rap shit
Memphis Bleek we runnin'dis' rap shit
B. Mack we runnin' dis' rap shit
Freeway we run dis' rap shit
O and Sparks we runnin' dis' rap shit
Chris and Neef we runnin' dis' rap shit

Verse 1
The take over the breaks over nigga
The God M.C me J-Hova
Hate low soldiers you aint ready for war
R-O-C to strong for yall
It's like bringin' a knife to a gun fight, pen to a test, ya chest in a line of fire with Y1a thin ass vest
you bringin' dem boys to men, How dem' boys gon' win?
This is gromn man B I, get you rolled into triage BIOTCH!
Ya B chain ain't long enough dunny, ya beats aint strong enough fucker
Rocafella is the better yet the navy niggaz a kidnap ya babies and spit at ya ladys
we bring knifes to fist fights kill ya dramma
Uh we kill ya mothefuckin' ant wit a sledgehammer
Don't let me do it to ya dunny cause I over do it, so you wont confuse wit just rap music

*CHORUS*
R-O-C we runnin' dis' rap shit
M-Easy we runnin' dis' rap shit
The Broad Street bully we runnin' dis' rap shit, it's zipped up in plastic when it happens that's it
Freeway we runnin' dis' rap shit
O and Sparks we runnin' dis' rap shit
Chris and Neef we runnin' dis' rap shit

Verse 2
I don't care if you Mobb Deep I hold triggers to crews
You lil' fuck I got money stacks bigger than you
When I was pushing weight back in '88 you was a ballerina I got the pictures I seen ya
Then you dropped shooked ones switched ya demeanor
well we don't believe you, you need more people
Rocafella students of da' game we past the class cause nobady 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 detatch you
Mind from spirit, Body fron Soul they'll have to hold a mass put ya body in a hole
NO!!! ya not on my level get ya breaks tweeked I sold what ya whole album sold in my first week
You guys don't want it with HOV ask Nas he don want it wit HOV NOOO!!!!

*CHORUS*
R-O-C we runnin' dis' rap shit
B. Sigel we runnin' dis' rap shit
M. Easy we runnin' dis' rap shit, it's zipped up in a plastic when it happens thats it
O and Sparks we runnin' dis' rap shit
Freeway we runnin' dis' rap shit
Chris and Neef we runnin' dis' rap shit

Verse 3
I know you missin' Nas the (FAME)
But along wit celebrity comes bout 70 shots to ya frame nigga you are (LAME)
Yous the fag model for Karl Kani and Esco ass
Went from Nasty Nas to Esco's trash had a spark when you started but know ya just garbage
Fell from top 10 to not mentioned at all, to ya bodyguard's Ouchie Wally's verse better than yours
Matter fact you got the worst flow in the whole fucking song but I know the sun dont shine the sun don't shine thats why your (LAME)
Career's come to an end it's only so long fake thugs can pretend
Nigga you aint live it you witnessed it from ya folks pad you scribbled in ya not pad and created ya life
I showed you ya first tech on tour with large professor then I heard ya album 'bout ya tech on ya dresser
So yea I sampled ya voice you was using it wrong you made it a hot line i made it a song
and you aint get a coin you was gettin' fucked then, I know who I paid god, church like publishing
Use ya (BRAIN) you said you been in this 10 I been in it 5 smartin up Nas
4 albums in 10 years Nigga I cold divide thats one every lets say 2, two of them shits was do 1 was Nahhh!!! the other was Illmatic that's a 1 hot album every 10 year average and that so (LAME)
Nigga switch up ya flow ya shit is garbage what you tryin kick knowledge?
Ya niggaz gon' learn to respect the king don't be the next contestant on the summer jam screen because you know who did you know what wit you know who,but let's just keep that between me and you forever

*CHORUS*
R-O-C we runnin' dis' rap shit
M. Easy we runnin' dis' rap shit
The Broad Street Bully we runnin' dis' rap shit, it's zipped up in plastic when it happens thats it
Freeway we runnin' dis' rap shit
O and Sparks we runnin' dis' rap shit
Chris and Neef we runnin' dis' rap shit

Verse 4
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 thrown
Do not bark up that tree, that tree will fall on you
I don't know why ya advisors aint forewarn you
Please not J he's not for play I dont slack a minute all that thug rappin and gimmicks
I will end it all that yap and we finished you are not deep ya made ya bed now sleep
Don't make me expose you two 'dem folk that don't know you, nigga I know you well all the stolen Jew-el's
Twinkle toes ya breakin my heart can't fuck wit me go play somewhere i'm busy
and all you other cats throwin' shots at Jigga you only get half a bar FUCK YA'LL NIGGAZ!!

  "The blueprint [#2]"

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