Take Over
Yeah
R.I.E
I take over
You take cover
I take over
You take cover
I take over
You take cover
I take over
You take cover
Bitch I'm on some other shit
That get out of the gutter shit
That fucking on your mother shit
Even if she's celibate
It's only for my benefit
Fuck I ain't being delicate
To rap I am a requisite
Just part of the development
But all these fucking journalists
They want me to embellish it
Or they'll only publish shit
For a fucking settlement
Well I ain't fucking having it
I'm about to handle it
Bout to knock your lights out
Quick someone get a candle lit
Oh that interview we had?
Motherfucker cancel it
Why you acting so mad?
We ain't even plan the shit
All I can say is Jesus Christ
and I ain't no evangelist
Now your fucking tongue is tied
I'll help you to unravel it
Let's just quickly see how that interview would be
"So tell me, what's your name?"
Well its R.I.E
"And what's your claim to fame?"
Sometimes I rap quickly
"Who else is in your band?"
Bitch it's only me
God no
Please God
Hell no
God no
Please God
Fuck no
Nah I ain't doing shit like that
That's bad for my cardiac
I'll have a fucking heart-attack
And I'm no hypochondriac
Just tryna get up on the map
Without pulling the hammer back
But trust me I am always strapped
That gat is always on my lap
Man you should see the faces when I tell these strangers that I rap
First they ask me if I'm crazy then if I've been smoking crack
Then that's usually followed by "Fame is one big fucking trap"
But they ain't fucking got no fame so how the fuck they knowing that?
I take over
You take cover
I take over
You take cover
I take over
You take cover
I take over
You take cover
Had to drop the C like a blood motherfucker
And you know R.I.E don't give a fuck motherfucker
I know you thought this shit would be a dud motherfucker
But I've been sipping mud and smoking bud motherfucker
So I'm higher than you and I'm wiser than you
Might hire a Jeep and retire the coupe
Pull up to your street and set fire to you
I swear no deceit, not a liar my dude
AK on repeat, no sniper my dude
You just some meat to incisors you're food
If you are what you eat I'm vaginas my dude
No ctrl-alt-delete, ask Virus my dude
Seen a criminal go down
I call that condescending
All you rappers wearing crowns
Ya'll can stop pretending
You and your homies making vows
Tell me when's the wedding
Cause I'll get out of town
Cause I don't plan on attending
Man ya'll always on some pussy shit
That "If only he push me" shit
What a bunch of rookie shit
Where's the fucking fury bitch?
You wanna cause a scene?
I pull out the uzi bitch
Clip longer than a movie bitch
Get your popcorn and your Junior Mints
Yeah it sounds like I'm playing but this is not a game to me
This is entertainment and I'm tryna get paid you see
If you don't plan on paying then get the fuck away from me
Cause that shit for the birds and I ain't got a fucking aviary
Listen to your shit
Is that really the standard?
Is that all you can manage?
Is that what you call havoc
I ain't hungry I am famished
I ain't worried I ain't panicked
Either kill it or just can it
I take over like a habit
Uh
I take over
You take cover
I take over
You take cover
I take over
You take cover
I take over
You take cover
Yeah
R.I.E
I take over
You take cover
I take over
You take cover
I take over
You take cover
I take over
You take cover
Bitch I'm on some other shit
That get out of the gutter shit
That fucking on your mother shit
Even if she's celibate
It's only for my benefit
Fuck I ain't being delicate
To rap I am a requisite
Just part of the development
But all these fucking journalists
They want me to embellish it
Or they'll only publish shit
For a fucking settlement
Well I ain't fucking having it
I'm about to handle it
Bout to knock your lights out
Quick someone get a candle lit
Oh that interview we had?
Motherfucker cancel it
Why you acting so mad?
We ain't even plan the shit
All I can say is Jesus Christ
and I ain't no evangelist
Now your fucking tongue is tied
I'll help you to unravel it
Let's just quickly see how that interview would be
"So tell me, what's your name?"
Well its R.I.E
"And what's your claim to fame?"
Sometimes I rap quickly
"Who else is in your band?"
Bitch it's only me
God no
Please God
Hell no
God no
Please God
Fuck no
Nah I ain't doing shit like that
That's bad for my cardiac
I'll have a fucking heart-attack
And I'm no hypochondriac
Just tryna get up on the map
Without pulling the hammer back
But trust me I am always strapped
That gat is always on my lap
Man you should see the faces when I tell these strangers that I rap
First they ask me if I'm crazy then if I've been smoking crack
Then that's usually followed by "Fame is one big fucking trap"
But they ain't fucking got no fame so how the fuck they knowing that?
I take over
You take cover
I take over
You take cover
I take over
You take cover
I take over
You take cover
Had to drop the C like a blood motherfucker
And you know R.I.E don't give a fuck motherfucker
I know you thought this shit would be a dud motherfucker
But I've been sipping mud and smoking bud motherfucker
So I'm higher than you and I'm wiser than you
Might hire a Jeep and retire the coupe
Pull up to your street and set fire to you
I swear no deceit, not a liar my dude
AK on repeat, no sniper my dude
You just some meat to incisors you're food
If you are what you eat I'm vaginas my dude
No ctrl-alt-delete, ask Virus my dude
Seen a criminal go down
I call that condescending
All you rappers wearing crowns
Ya'll can stop pretending
You and your homies making vows
Tell me when's the wedding
Cause I'll get out of town
Cause I don't plan on attending
Man ya'll always on some pussy shit
That "If only he push me" shit
What a bunch of rookie shit
Where's the fucking fury bitch?
You wanna cause a scene?
I pull out the uzi bitch
Clip longer than a movie bitch
Get your popcorn and your Junior Mints
Yeah it sounds like I'm playing but this is not a game to me
This is entertainment and I'm tryna get paid you see
If you don't plan on paying then get the fuck away from me
Cause that shit for the birds and I ain't got a fucking aviary
Listen to your shit
Is that really the standard?
Is that all you can manage?
Is that what you call havoc
I ain't hungry I am famished
I ain't worried I ain't panicked
Either kill it or just can it
I take over like a habit
Uh
I take over
You take cover
I take over
You take cover
I take over
You take cover
I take over
You take cover
Yeah
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