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rc magic - takeover lyrics

(intro)
uh, yeah, welcome to the magic show, yeah

(verse 1)

the takeover, the breaks over, b-tches
intoxicating rhymes i write, hangover
blowing yall motherf-ckers out, game over
stay in your motherf-cking lane don’t change over
you are now listening to the culmination of concentration
the -ss kicking ambition mixed with the frustration
cause sometimes when you work too hard you get aggravated
i had to wait to have weight, but now i have to wave it
cause i’m the rapper up to bat i’ll hit it out the park
i stand alone at the top, no need for counter parts
a dog i gotta bark, i’m gonna make my mark
i’m thrashing my opponents rapping like i’m never out of bars
and never out of touch, plus never out of date
i’m spitting greatness every single time i salivate
the beat booming you can hear this sh-t from miles away
i dont think you really know who i am check the tale of the tape
noteworthy, im so worthy, my flows burning
i f-ck that p-ssy so good, i make them hoes curtsy
yeah, never pay attention to jealousy, when you making that celery
yall ain’t numb you feeling me
said that i f-cked em good so them hoes still on my p-n-s
if you ain’t talking money baby then no habla english
you see i’m flyer than a flock of geese i guess y’all sitting ducks
they said you want it come get it i’m here to pick it up

(verse 2)

game like wall street, consider me a stockbroker
high off my own lines got me looking like a pot smoker
i’m going scary good 31st of october
tired of knock offs how many do i have to knock over?
yeah, they claim they want beef but it’s slim jim
plus they should know i f-ck they b-tches with the lights dim
yo i’m so mean so cold i’m not that nice
so this’ll be the best verse when it thaws out of the block of ice
i need the power to keep writing so now iv been resurged
tryna takeover the world as if my name was bilderberg
kept my eyes on the prize like its a staring contest
i should smack ya silly for talking all that silly nonsense
i put an end to your career like apocalypses
f-ck the lie money man i’m tryna make an honest living
yeah, the tables have turned and now they’ve become turn tables
guarantee til the day i die imma earn pesos

- rc magic lyrics

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