Take it for the team

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Written to "Take one for the team" by Kanye West

I'm gonna take the steps to beef these bars up/
Like steel, steroids toughen my shit up
You like damn that, I heard it shrinks your ball sack/
But I think we good I swing wood like a bat
Boy, give me something to destroy/
Armageddon, I'm out of this world, the asteroid
That's threatening the humanoids existence/
They can't stop me, and died hard like Willis
I hope you got it. See that there was a metaphor/
It started with the third bar and ended with the fourth
I don't know if I made it clear, like defrosting your windshield/
I've been writing cold shit, which when included with when chill
Makes the Pluto seem so inhabitable with life/
I'm not that far gone, just out your sight
But still in the limelight, only at night/
And niggas still can't see me? Ever heard of German spotlight?
Electric currently with currency can get you shocked twice/
Just like jumping for the ball can get you rocked twice
Looking weird at my gear, like at what price/
just covered my body, no need to cop nice
I swear imma be in it to the end, like this booth/
Which I think I just defaced with my pen, is this true
Don't snitch, you can tell the truth without the culprit/
I feel like the world is my playground, Macaulay Culkin
I feel at home when I'm home alone/
I feel I'm on a throne when I get in the zone
Extraterrestrial, nigga answer your phone/
And tell your girl friend that you heard this song
Where this stupid fool lost his mind and couldn't find it/
And it took you hours to get through, you kept rewinding
Look at they swag, on loan and borrowed/
Headless horsemen from sleepy hollow.
I get head....like skulls on pikes/
In ancient Rome, I know it's wrong, but I'm right.
You hear dat, I'm hearing pens drop left to right/
And I aint seen no one in sight
I think I'm finally catching up to the pack, I started late/
And yes this could be seen as the gauntlet to those in first place
Half the shit I freestyle is borderline random/
I think if you give me bit I'll stop famine
In Africa, talledegga, rick bobby/
And unlike drake I like pussy, so I'll see you in the lobby
This a hobby, but I'm better than the half wits/
You have trouble writing lines, I'm playing this is text twist
Most mad cause I spit a little basic/
I guess I didn't want to go underground because of the moldy basement
These niggas so green with envy, you get it/
They think I'm horrible, but I'm afraid my rhymes they don't get it
It goes over their head like an errant pass/
And the dudes holding the line failed, I'm eating grass
QB nigga...el capitan/
They on me like they rubbing a crystal ball again
Get off my nuts sluts/
Or I'm going to conveniently forget to warn you when I bust
I mean blow up, it's inevitable all I have to do is show up/
Wait a couple years now see the wheels of my chauffeur, yes sir.
No sir, just ask what I grind like/
Loyalty...Fuck it, I'm getting signed twice
I'm gone man...it's time to set sail/
And I shake my head when they say sex sells
Cuz now I'm sailing in the water from your girl getting wet/
And she call me I aint the father
But if I was, that's a lucky bastard/
I'd say I'm of troy, but not the pastor
Okay I served that up for you on a silver plate/
For goodness sakes, I guess I gotta wait
patience aint a virtue of mine, imma delegate/
The responsibility to another slave
I'm a workaholic....always working/
Catch me on the strip tonight, just swerving
And back to your old lady, now I'm surfing/
She a freak, are you sure she was really a virgin
Cuz I swear I had her hurting...when it was time to wrap up, she put her hair in a turban.