The Take Over

(album: Higher Than 30,000 Feet - 2008)

Thought we was lying when we said we was taking over this year, nigga
Fly Society
TK, HIT, Curren$y
[?] about to rained on, nigga
We [?]

[Curren$y:]
Beatin down billy bad-asss, cracks and stacks and masses
These bitches digging on my Rogue Status
Shit get drastic, put a hit out on them bastards
Gear shift from terrific to tragic
Slow them niggas down like Los Angeles traffic
My diamonds dancing like television static
Sweet sixteens make you re-order your brackets
I'm Michael Jordan on the first day of practice
Y'all ain't got no clue about the dude
Or none of the phenomenal shit that I'm 'bout to do
Y'all boys full of hot air like inner tubes

I said I'm here now, and you niggas is old news
You never get a chance to walk a mile in my shoes
They Ice Cream, you damn fool
You would think I was a handyman the way I stay with the damn tools
I make it do what it do, [?]
You can't eat, moving through your city at a slow creep
Shotgun with your main freak
I don't talk, I let the chain speak, uh
Big money like Scrooge McDuck
With the black on black Phantom, got the Uz' in the cut
And my kick game vicious, translation
David Beckham bitches, I get money

You niggas [?] well fuck you, what set your from
If it's beef, well nigga come and get you some
If it's war then say my name like Candyman
Shoot at your frame, turn your body to candy yams
I'm with your girlfriend, next week I'm with your sister
You holding a picture, looking like "God damn, I miss her"
Yeah we running trains, excuse me bitch, what's your name?
Think I had a transplant the way I be getting brain
Yeah, stretch the pussy sort of like a limousine
But we don't [?] fuck it, leave the champagne
Girl say that Hit doing his damn thing
"I think he cute, plus I really like his damn chain
And his bracelet, the diamonds are racist
Gotta call my jeweler 'cause I think it needs a facelift"
So nigga face it, your flow is too basic
My mind is like the mind of the oracle in the Matrix
So play Neo, I fire at your people
Knock on your door, put the barrel through your peephole

We ain't hiding, we ain't hiding, we ain't hiding
Niggas talk a lot of shit but niggas ain't shining
See us outside and we dripping in them diamonds
Nigga you ain't got no fucking money, stop lying
Nigga stop lying, nigga stop lying
Niggas got problems then my people start firing
People start firing, people start firing
You ain't got no motherfucking money, stop lying