Styles Of Beyond - Take That (ft. Celph Titled) | Текст песни

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• Take That (ft. Celph Titled)

Better call them coppers quick
You don't wanna hear them choppers spit
Run up on 'em with a black component
Crack his dome for talking shit

As you can see Green Lantern is invading the airway, he's invading the airways
Turn off the radio

Better call them coppers quick
You don't wanna hear them choppers spit
Run up on 'em with a black component
Crack his dome for talking sh...
Better call them coppers quick
You don't wanna hear them choppers spit
Run up on 'em with a black component
Crack his dome for talking shit
Who the fuck he think he is?
I don't know, but he runs his lips
I'm gonna get 'em in a minute, gonna put 'em in a little bitty box and tongue his bitch
And I mean it
What I mean is
On the beat I'm a demon breathing
Red Dragon yup sagging dog from my pants to my penis
Extremist
When I'm the move, better move and duck Sucker, be cool
Them Demigoons don't give a fuck, fucker
What about that dough you got?
What about that role you bought?
If anybody wanna bet you balling bitch I'm all in... no, you not
Uh uh
I swear it
Your broke it's
Apparent
Them S.O.B.'s, bitch,
The beat and I'm incoherent
Embarrassed, out smoked your parents can barely bare it
Their only son is a joke compared to the ranch, he's a carrot
A parrot mocking my sinister style with a Mary Poppins
All you hear is me cocking it back and it's ch ch ch... POW!

Take that
Get the mask
Take that
Take the cash
Come and get ya face slapped
Yeah, boy, I'mma bust that ass
Take that
Get the mask
Take that
Take the cash
Come and get ya face slapped
Yeah, boy, I'mma bust that ass

Yeah
When I get my hands up on this weapon best believe there's mayhem
Taxidermy, wax a birdie, bully in this play, pen
Zip his belly button to his face in position with the tanks
Gotta mention K-9 sniff 'em by the lakes
Whoa!
Supersonic, doo doo vomit, get ya fucking crew demolished
See I grew my roots in music while you hoola hoop through college
Wear some protective gear, they don't care about ya record here
And if they do we wish you luck
Whoopdy whoop,
Squish his guts
You don't wanna get ya back sweaty put 'em in a jar and twist a limb
Slain with a red and black machete
Poor little boy was just a kid
Spread the news, tell a partner
Yeah, this beat is hella proper
Serving these stupid Vermont
And ship 'em back to hell with out them
It's a rap, sew his tissue, tell the ref to blow the whistle
Stash his helmet in his locker with a super soaker pistol

Get the missile
Get the gun
You don't wanna see me one on one
Pick the mission here we come
In position. What you want?

Take that
Get the mask
Take that
Take the cash
Come and get ya face slapped
Yeah, boy, I'mma bust that ass

Green Lantern

The Evil Genius

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