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Artista: Jay-z
Album: The Blueprint
Cancion: 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 breakīs over nigga
God MC, me, Jay-Hova
Hey lilī soldier you ainīt ready for war
R.O.C. too strong for yīall
Itīs 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 gonī win?
This is grown man B.I., get you rolled in the triage(?)
Beatch - your reach ainīt long enough, dunny
Your peeps ainīt strong enough, fucka
Roc-A-Fella is the army, better yet the navy
Niggazīll kidnap your babies, spit at your lady
We bring - knife to fistfight, kill your drama
Uh, we kill you motherfuckin ants with a sledgehammer
Donīt let me do it to you dunny cause I overdo it
So you wonīt 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 thatīs 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 donīt care if you Mobb Deep, I hold triggers to crews
You little FUCK, Iīve 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 donīt 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
Donīt let īem gas you like Jigga is ass and wonīt clap you
Trust me on this one - Iīll detach you
Mind from spirit, body from soul
Theyīll have to hold a mass, put your body in a hole
No, youīre not on my level get your brakes tweaked
I sold what ya whole album sold in my first week
You guys donīt want it with Hovī
Ask Nas, he donīt want it with Hovī, 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 thatīs 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 brain
Nigga; you a - LAAAAAAAME!
Youse the fag model for Karl Kani/Esco ads
Went from, Nasty Nas to Escoīs trash
Had a spark when you started but now youīre just garbage
Fell from top ten to not mentioned at all
to your bodyguardīs "Oochie Wally" verse better than yours
Matter fact you had the worst flow on the whole fuckin song
but I know - the sun donīt shine, then son donīt shine
Thatīs why your - LAAAAAAAME! - career come to a end
Thereīs only so long fake thugs can pretend
Nigga; you ainīt 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, thatīs 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 ainīt 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
Iīve been in it five - smarten up Nas
Four albums in ten years nigga? I could divide
Thatīs one every letīs say two, two of them shits was due
One was - NAHHH, the other was "Illmatic"
Thatīs a one hot album every ten year average
And thatīs so - LAAAAAAAME! Nigga switch up your flow
Your shit is garbage, but you try and kick knowledge?
(Get the fuck outta here) You niggaz gonī learn to respect the king
Donīt 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 thatīs 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 donīt argue with fools
Cause people from a distance canīt tell who is who
So stop with that childish shit, nigga Iīm grown
Please leave it alone - donīt throw rocks at the throne
Do not bark up that tree, that tree will fall on you
I donīt know why your advisors ainīt forewarn you
Please, not Jay, heīs, not for play
I donīt 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
Donīt make me expose to them folks that donīt know you
Nigga I know you well, all the stolen jew-els
Twinkletoes you breakin my heart
You canīt fuck with me - go play somewhere, Iīm busy
And all you other cats throwin shots at Jigga
You only get half a bar - fuck yīall niggaz
 
 
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