Tak - Take That lyrics

[Verse 1: Ryu] 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** Who the f** 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 b**h And I mean it What I mean is On the beat I'm a demon breathin' Red Dragon yup saggin' doggy my pants to my penis Extremist When I'm the mood, better move and duck s**er Be cool Them Demigoons don't give a f** f**er What about that dough you got? What about that Rov' you bought? If anybody wanna bet you ballin' b**h I'm all in, no you not Uh uh I swear it Your broke it's Apparent Them S.O.B.s beastin' the beat and I'm incoherent Embarra**ed and smoked your parents can barely bare it Their only son is a joke compared to the ranch he's a carrot A parrot mockin' my sister's style with at Mary Poppins All you hear is me co*kin' it back and it's ch ch ch POW! [Hook] Take that Get the mask Take that Take the cash Come and get ya face slapped Yea boy I'mma bust that a** Take that Get the mask Take that Take the cash Come and get ya face slapped Yea boy I'mma bust that a** [Verse 2: Tak] 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 bu*ton to his face In position with the tanks Gotta mention K-9 sniff 'em by the lakes Whoa Supersonic, doo doo vomit, get ya f**in crew demolished See I grew my roots in music while you hoola hoop through college Better wear some protective gear they don't care 'bout 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 the lids Slain with a red and black machete Poor little boy was just a kid Spread the news, teleprompter Yeah this beat is hella proper Servin' these stupid vermin 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 [Ryu] 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? [Hook] [Verse 3: Celph Titled] DUMP This ho b**h DUMP This whole clip Oh sh**, Demigodzillas, them boys is so sick I'm not bogus I'm excellent at this rap stuff And you ain't prejudice if you runnin' fast from that black truck Just ask us cause we in the back With a sack of 'dro, Colt 44's We street boys across the globe You Beach Boys in Kokomo I'll strip a ho for all she's got That's how we do it in that dirty south I'm Noah's Ark transportin' wolves, open up the do' and let the birdies out You heard us now from word of mouth And yes we hotter than ovens (yep) But now we got this market cornered in this mother Plus this record's on Warner Brothers, motherf**ers (yeah) Menacing maniac, miggity Machine Shop top mechanic For shiggity swiggity swingin' machetes Pa** the glittity Glock, I'mma bliggity blam it's Celph Titled with a cannon in each hand I aim better than the police can So what's it gonna be fam? Front like you He-Man and I'll be god damn I'll burn your body with firework flare shots And leave you with more loose stools than a bar chair repair shop [Hook]