World Takeover lyrics translation: JOE BUDDEN World Takeover song texte and letras JOE BUDDEN World Takeover tab, paroles and testo JOE BUDDEN World Takeover Karaoke and Music Video - none yet
[Joe Budden]
Whoever thought that, taking over the world would take
longer than 3 years
I know I didn`t shit
Matter of fact it ain`t, it ain`t been 3 years yet
Well the takeover is coming
I know you hear `em coming
It feel like `03 yet?
You in that mood yet?!?!
I just like sayin that shit
That shit just sound good
Jersey!
The king of New Jersey
World Takeover
You got some wanna shoot `em on site then there`s some wanna *scratches*
Some wanna shoot `em on site *scratches*
Some, some wanna shoot `em on site *scratches* Some
Some wanna shoot `em on site then there`s some wanna shank me
Put him out to dry, you got some wanna hang me
Then I pissed `em off, or made some of `em angry
All I did for this hood I THOUGHT niggaz would thank me
And I could give a fuck bout where none of you rank me
Him, him, them, son none of `em ain`t me
I worked hard to get here, now that I got here
They want me gone, they tryna treat Joe like a Yankee
*gun shots* [Is this what you want?!]
Some wanna shoot `em on site then there`s some wanna shank me
Put him out to dry, you got some wanna hang me
Then I pissed `em off, or made some of `em angry
All I did for this hood I THOUGHT niggaz would thank me
And I could give a fuck bout where none of you rank me
Him, him, them, son none of `em ain`t me
I worked hard to get here, now that I got here
They want me gone, they tryna treat Joe like a Yankee
Mic check 1,2
I say what I mean, I mean what I say what I feel
Do whatever I want to
Got into something you can`t undo
I piss in whatever subway your train of thought gotta run through
I`m by my lonely, so I might let the hawk show
Any block, I double-park, get out and walk slow
And nowadays niggaz like listenin to bullshit, its obvious
Even Tyra got a talk show
Left the Sidekick home, took the old school pager
I wanna believe there`s no such thing as a hater
Do something for somebody, they expect something in return
Now there`s no such thing as a favor
Soon as I stop smoking, blunts come out in flavors
I think of New Orleans when I step out in gators (talk to `em)
Some dudes starving, their ribs just keep touchin
My shoulder nicknamed me Chicago, I keep brushing
E`ry nationwide artist ain`t national
Rappers appear to be dicks that really vaginal
E`ry Capo out there ain`t seeing capital
And everybody`s rationale really ain`t rational (oh!)
So when I`m toting the 5
I rep Willy`s and Jers, I don`t need to be on Ocean Drive
See the white tee wit my cig lit
I`m Larry Brown, New York is fucked up so they signed me to fix shit
When beef come I`m never tryna find me a biscuit
Late night I`m never tryna find me a quick trick
Call me I`ll tell you how stupid a bitch get
I know they every move, see me on that kid shit
They wanna bring harm to you
Front like they really got a bond with you
Like `member I went to the prom with you (nah!)
Fuck dude got not choice but to bong at you
Mans ain`t gorilla, so better have King Kong with you
He`s bitch see the lypo on him
Caravan might ride slow on him, mu`fucker
I might let this lil red light glow on him
Hope he walk round wit Geico on him, mu`fucker
Look, pardon you fags, Yea I heard part of your raps
It`s all wack, how you start to get gassed
And this rap shit is like reality TV
It`s totally different from what it`s marketed as
Know the game`s fucked up, no I can`t call it quits
Can`t knock me down, and I won`t fall and trip
I gotta just milk this shit for all it gives
No chain on but 10 mortgages
So naw fam, don`t wanna talk or just chit-chat
Fell down liftin the pound just from the kick back
Dudes got a problem wit me, just a snitch that
Ask anybody, I`m the wrong one to get at
Get that?