Takeover

[ti:Takeover] [ar:Jay-Z] [al:The Blue Print] [by:季风网-【http://www.ip21.cn】] [offset:0] Takeover - Jay-Z 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 breaks over nigga God mc me jay-hova Hey lil soldier you aint ready for war R o c too strong for yall Its 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 into triage Beatch - your reach aint long enough dunny Your peeps aint strong enough fucka Roc-a-fella is the army better yet the navy Niggazll kidnap your babies spit at your lady We bring - knife to fistfight kill your drama Uh we kill you motherfuckin ants with a sledgehammer Dont let me do it to you dunny cause I overdo it So you wont 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 thats it Freeway we runnin 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 dont care if you mobb deep I hold triggers to crews You little fuck Ive 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 dont believe you you need more people Roc-a-fella students of the game we passed the classes Nobody can read you dudes like we do Dont let em gas you like jigga is ass and wont clap you Trust me on this one - Ill detach you Mind from spirit body from soul Theyll have to hold a mass put your body in a hole No youre not on my level get your brakes tweaked I sold what ya whole album sold in my first week You guys dont want it with hov Ask nas he dont 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 thats 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 But along with celebrity comes bout seventy shots to your frame Nigga; you a - laaaaaaame Youse the fag model for karl kani/esco ads Went from nasty nas to escos trash Had a spark when you started but now youre just garbage Fell from top ten to not mentioned at all To your bodyguards oochie wally verse better than yours Matter fact you had the worst flow on the whole fuckin song But I know - the sun dont shine then son dont shine Thats why your - laaaaaaame - career come to a end Theres only so long fake thugs can pretend Nigga; you aint 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 Then I heard your album bout your tec on the 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 aint get a coin nigga you was gettin fucked and I know who I paid god serchlite publishing Use your - braaaaaaain you said you been in this ten Ive been in it five - smarten up nas Four albums in ten years nigga I can divide Thats one every lets say two two of them shits was due One was - nahhh the other was illmatic Thats a one hot album every ten year average And thats 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 Dont 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 thats 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 dont argue with fools Cause people from a distance cant tell who is who So stop with that childish shit nigga Im grown Please leave it alone - dont throw rocks at the throne Do not bark up that tree that tree will fall on you I dont know why your advisors aint forewarn you Please not jay hes not for play I dont 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 Dont make me expose you to them folks that dont know you Nigga I know you well all the stolen jew-els Twinkletoes you breakin my heart You cant fuck with me - go play somewhere Im busy And all you other cats throwin shots at jigga You only get half a bar - fuck yall niggaz