Jay-Z - Takeover Lyrics

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[Hook]

R.O.C. we running this rap shit

Memphis Bleek we running this rap shit

B. Mac we running this rap shit

Freeway we run this rap shit

O & Sparks we running this rap shit

Chris & Neef we running this rap shit

(*"Watch out!! We run New York"*)

[Verse 1]

The takeover the break's over nigga

God MC - me - Jay-hova

Hey lil soldier you ain't ready for war

R.O.C. too strong for y'all

It's like bringing a knife to a gunfight pen to a test

Your chest in the line of fire with ya thin-ass vest

You bringing them boys to men how them boys gonna win?

This is grown man B.I. get you rolled into triage bi-atch

Your reach ain't long enough dunny

Your peeps ain't strong enough fucker

Roc-A-Fella is the army - better yet - the navy!

Niggas'll kidnap your babies spit at your lady

We bring a knife to fistfights kill your drama

We kill you motherfuckin' ants with a sledgehammer

Don't let me do it to you dunny cause I overdo it

So you won't confuse it with "just rap music"

[Hook]

[Verse 2]

I don't care if you Mobb Deep I hold triggers to crews

You little fuck I got money stacks bigger than you

When I was pushing weight back in '88

You was a ballerina: I got your pictures I seen ya

Then you dropped "Shook Ones" switched your demeanor

Well - we don't believe you you need more people

Roc-A-Fella students of the game we passed the class cause

Nobody can 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 detach you

Mind from spirit body from soul

They'll have to hold a mass put your body in a hole

No you're not on my level get your brakes tweaked

I sold what your whole album sold in my first week

You guys don't want it with Hov

Ask Nas he don't want it with Hov no!

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[Hook]

[Verse 3]

I know you missing Nas the (fame)

But along with celebrity comes about 70 shots to your frame nigga

You a (lame)

You the fag model for Karl Kani Esco ads

Went from Nasty Nas to Esco's trash

Had a spark when you started but now you're just garbage

Fell from "top 10" to "not mentioned at all"

To your bodyguard's "Oochie Wally"'s verse better than yours

Matter of fact you had the worst flow on the whole fucking song

But I know: the sun don't shine then son don't shine

That's why your (lame) career's come to an end

There's only so long fake thugs can pretend

Nigga you ain't live it

You witnessed it from your folks' pad

You scribbled it in your notepad and created your life

I showed you your first Tec on tour with Large Professor

Then I heard your album about your Tec on the dresser

So yeah I sampled your voice

You was using it wrong

You made it a hot line

I made it a hot song

And you ain't get a coin nigga

You was getting fucked then

I know who I paid God - Serchlite publishing

Use your (brain):

You said you've been in this 10 I've been in it 5 - smarten up Nas

4 albums in 10 years nigga? I could divide

That's one every...let's say 2

2 of them shits was doo

1 was "nah" the other was "Illmatic"

That's a one-hot-album-every-10-year average

And that's so (lame)

Nigga switch up your flow

Your shit is garbage

What you trying to kick knowledge?

You niggas gonna learn to respect the king

Don't be the next contestant on that Summer Jam screen

Because you-know-who did you-know-what with you-know-who

But let's keep that between me and you (for now)

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[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 throne

Do not bark up that tree that tree will fall on you

I don't know why your advisers ain't forewarn you

Please not Jay he's not for play

I don't slack a minute all that thug rapping and gimmicks

I will end it all that yapping be finished

You are not deep you made your bed now sleep

Don't make me expose you to them folks that don't know you

Nigga I know you well all the stolen jew-els

Twinkletoes you're breakin' my heart

You can't fuck with me - go play somewhere I'm busy

And all you other cats throwing shots at Jigga

You only get half a bar - fuck y'all niggas

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