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Текст песни «World Takeover» от Joe Budden

Представляем точный текст композиции "World Takeover" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Joe Budden . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «World Takeover» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Joe Budden передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.

Joe Budden - "World Takeover"

Lyrics to World Takeover : [Joe Budden] Whoever thought that, taking over the world would take longer than 3 years I know I didnt shit Matter of fact it aint, it aint 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 theres 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 theres 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 aint 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 theres 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 aint 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 cant undo I piss in whatever subway your train of thought gotta run through Im 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 theres no such thing as a hater Do something for somebody, they expect something in return Now theres 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 Ery nationwide artist aint national Rappers appear to be dicks that really vaginal Ery Capo out there aint seeing capital And everybodys rationale really aint rational (oh!) So when Im toting the 5 I rep Willys and Jers, I dont need to be on Ocean Drive See the white tee wit my cig lit Im Larry Brown, New York is fucked up so they signed me to fix shit When beef come Im never tryna find me a biscuit Late night Im never tryna find me a quick trick Call me Ill 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 aint gorilla, so better have King Kong with you Hes bitch see the lypo on him Caravan might ride slow on him, mufucker I might let this lil red light glow on him Hope he walk round wit Geico on him, mufucker Look, pardon you fags, Yea I heard part of your raps Its all wack, how you start to get gassed And this rap shit is like reality TV Its totally different from what its marketed as Know the games fucked up, no I cant call it quits Cant knock me down, and I wont fall and trip I gotta just milk this shit for all it gives No chain on but 10 mortgages So naw fam, dont 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, Im the wrong one to get at Get that' She so stupid, Ima get her talk some of that good phone sex shit we be doin Aight, take me from the mufuckin tippity [ World Takeover Lyrics ]

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