| Now let’s begin in it
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| Call me the bad lieutenant
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| Cause I ain’t that impressed by that car you rented
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| I know they wanna fit in, I’m like 'my God'
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| Learn how to grow some thick skin
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| You got the whip, rock the jewels and the fit
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| Go head and follow, I’ll be rolling with my clique
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| Burning incense (yeah) they tried to call us yoga
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| A couple years later set to take this game over
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| I never rolled a Rover in the hood like King Cobra
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| Trying to be patient but I ain’t your blood donor
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| It’s Zumbi style flip your head like cheap liquor
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| From the A to the Bay, had to leave to get bigger
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| We wanna blow it up, I call it coming up
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| When the Tecs started bumping it, now we pump it up
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| Boom bap music blood is running through my veins
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| Never been afraid, ain’t scared to make a change
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| Doesn’t matter what you think
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| Feel free, you can hate on me
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| I’m in deep to a beat
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| And the music’s taking over me
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| They call me starving to grimy
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| We rock the party, that’s what you know
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| Change up my style, but the soul stay Pluto
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| Don’t believe me you can kiss my culo
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| Synthesize funk from the keys of a Juno
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| Stay in one place, run a rat race
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| If you want, I’mma funk and freak your mind-state
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| Zumbi just chillin, Amp just chillin, Zion I just chillin
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| The cooks stay building, one at a time
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| Every style, every flip, gon' sharpen the mind
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| Have speed, party rhyme, deep in the sign
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| I’mma shine regardless, I gotta get mine
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| You gotta get yours, we gotta get through it
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| So open your pores and let the homeboy do it (do it) (do it)
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| Doesn’t matter what you think
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| Feel free, you can hate on me
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| I’m in deep to a beat
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| And the music’s taking over me
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| I get Sick Wid It like my name E-40
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| I got the grip on style and yo they all my homeys
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| Got Pac in my pocket, Big L in my pencil
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| Nas for my dental, BIG’s in my stencil
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| $hort for the _____? |
| _____? |
| keep it crackin'
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| Rakim to God, the 40 track slide
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| Ice Cube and Tribe, I got them inside
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| I open up my heart and let the soul provide
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| So open up your heart and let the soul revive
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| I open up my heart and let the soul provide |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Take Over , by - Zion I. Song from the album The Take Over, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп