Текст песни Lord Superb, Solomon Childs - Take Up Space, слова песни Lord Superb, Solomon Childs

Текст песни Lord Superb, Solomon Childs - Take Up Space

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"He loves us" - repeated in background throughout entire track[Chorus: Anne Peebles {*sampled*}]If you`re not gonna take care of business stop takin up spaceIf you`re not gonna take care of business stop takin up space[Lord Superb]Eh-yo, it`s Perb dunnWu, A.C.T., Chip Banks, Rakeem AllahCome on! Projects, projectsSlums, bums, ghettoesLarge sums, yoWe read it all in the fan magazineHookers, pushers, lead magazineI grew up in Queens around Pappy and `PremeHave my own dreams, cop a Caddy and leanAnd Drag told me about the fans in rapAnd after that talk all we said was thatI`ma keep pushin the trigger `til ya head is backGet rich off my songs, the hell with crackAnd Jamel ran through every jail with rapsTryin to push my voice on every reel and trackAnd I don`t give a fuck if the reel is wackI bring an old school MC feelin backAnd we still in the hood with gatsAnd my goons ain`t good with gatsAnd where you think you goin with the wooden plaques?See, it ain`t just me, the whole Wu is backBut you don`t know what to do with tracksAnd what can this industry do with trash?And what the fuck you gon` do for rap?I`ma do it for the kids, get a school, some cashFuck a chain, I`m jewel they assLike why play if the game don`t last?[Chorus 2X][Solomon Childs]Yeah...My vultures are signed and blinded by money gettersPlayers and pimps, ya ho chose meSupposedly, that`s how the game goAnd ain`t a difference in prison gats and ghetto wallsThat`s why we playin hard ballThis be perfections from my father`s hustleShrimp and bustles and life`s complicated puzzlesGrew up under the Older Gods, sits there with Cee AllahCame from the same thug parts and drug parts as Tony StarkI understand that the industry be under-handedUnderground and under-linedThank God, word, it took me so long to get signedClimb out of a hell of a bindThat`s why I still return around the wayThrow a toast to ya nose and ask what`s mineForward my emotions of a supreme rap artistSolomon Childs, New York protegeI`ve now been discoveredAdjusted, it was all in my kin, got me smotheredWu-Tang for life, my brothers got me coveredMillionaire, billionaire statusBeef with police like Marshall and OnasisDealin wit uniqueness[Chorus 2X]

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