THE TAKEOVER
Posted: Sun Dec 03, 2006 2:21 pm
Back again, more raps, war attacks/
before tracks, I was a lame now I got whores on they backs/
the takeover, games about ta change extreme makeover/
like the ice age but my regimes way colder/
couldn't melt us if you brang the heat from the sun/
and my shit bang like im packin the heat for a gun/
quick aim the beatings begun/
look what became a beast eating up the beef till its done/
when Cons speaks its won, the flow im sick wit it/
hit the boards now Fiasco cant put a kick in it/
push, im threat like the button and Bush/
never scared, emcees I never fear/
I'll bring an end ta ya career/
so please don't ever dear, ta mess the crew/
one shoot, one kill, one of the illest bringin in live for you/
tell me who flows wit a better style/
ask any child, my raps aimed for the youth like a pedophile/
don't need ice and checks, just dykes and sex/
lifes ta deaths, capture A and Rs and slice they necks/
now that's true street shit, dropped when the beat hits/
peep this, all that bullshit you speakin can keep it/
you aint thug, its no longer a secret/
Assassins addictive like a drug when we spit/
Nas said Hip-Hop is dead, listen that's how it sounds/
but Hip-Hop aint never dead, look how many support artists of the underground/
only mainstream rappers talk about, hoes, cars, and loot/
I flow bars of truth, guard the youth, if you really hard then shoot/
your fake, ask the people we don't believe you/
why be afraid if you bleed like I bleed dawg we equal/
use words as weapons, let blood spill, till ya thugs killed/
ya so sweet, Con gon eat, I love real
before tracks, I was a lame now I got whores on they backs/
the takeover, games about ta change extreme makeover/
like the ice age but my regimes way colder/
couldn't melt us if you brang the heat from the sun/
and my shit bang like im packin the heat for a gun/
quick aim the beatings begun/
look what became a beast eating up the beef till its done/
when Cons speaks its won, the flow im sick wit it/
hit the boards now Fiasco cant put a kick in it/
push, im threat like the button and Bush/
never scared, emcees I never fear/
I'll bring an end ta ya career/
so please don't ever dear, ta mess the crew/
one shoot, one kill, one of the illest bringin in live for you/
tell me who flows wit a better style/
ask any child, my raps aimed for the youth like a pedophile/
don't need ice and checks, just dykes and sex/
lifes ta deaths, capture A and Rs and slice they necks/
now that's true street shit, dropped when the beat hits/
peep this, all that bullshit you speakin can keep it/
you aint thug, its no longer a secret/
Assassins addictive like a drug when we spit/
Nas said Hip-Hop is dead, listen that's how it sounds/
but Hip-Hop aint never dead, look how many support artists of the underground/
only mainstream rappers talk about, hoes, cars, and loot/
I flow bars of truth, guard the youth, if you really hard then shoot/
your fake, ask the people we don't believe you/
why be afraid if you bleed like I bleed dawg we equal/
use words as weapons, let blood spill, till ya thugs killed/
ya so sweet, Con gon eat, I love real