The Dark Mic - The Takeback lyrics

{intro: the dark mic and afro} I still remember the day, that they tried to take her away The only thing i ever loved, hip-hop And there’s only one mc in the game i could trust to help me get her back Ahaaa, afro Yo afro, you ready? i’ll go in first {verse 1: the dark mic} Pick up the gat, get ready for combat/ It’s the dark mic and a-f-r-o, ready to bomb tracks/ Winter, spring, summer, i’m ready for all that/ But i caught ‘em back in autumn, the way that they fall back/ All my enemies end up, like a witness/ Planning on snitching, on one of the clintons/ Call it suicide, but it’s mad suspicious/ With a gun in his hand, that didn’t match ballistics/ Don’t dismiss it, baby i’m hardcore/ Kick in the door, with cover they run for/ Blood and gore, from the liquid swords/ Making ‘em abort, like killing your unborn/ I’m true horror, they’re calling me pennywise/ I clown mcs, terrorize their lives/ You’ll float too, when i cannibalize/ As i open up my mandible, eat you in one bite/ {verse 2: a-f-r-o} Fro appear, on flight to landin’ - no near on my transit/ Go - hear all my commandments - don’t dare defy the planet/ Commandeer i change form/ I’m an angel underneath the most high that waitin’ for the day until he Wage war/ I sway a sword, i ain’t afraid of performing, i can’t afford/ I enforce all, from dawn until the bloody mornin’/ There be beasts - that be roamin’ the streets of the townsfolk/ Defeatin’ any enemy that go and they try to surround fro/ I’m action packed full metal jacket, ready classic the camo/ I got big muscles with no shirt, i think i’m rambo/ I can handle any torture method you throw at me/ It can be waterboardin’, or burnin’ me, i take pain like it’s nothin’/ I ain’t bluffin’, or braggin’, but i be ready for battles/ And like that redman track it be time 4 some aksion/ Too much damage, i hit them where it hurts/ It be a warzone up on this doggone planet earth/ I’m out {bridge: the dark mic and afro) Afro The dark mic Fro I’m in the building like Yo, afro, i don’t think my work here is done Think i still got some more work to do I’m going back in, cover me {verse 3: the dark mic} Back on the scene, it’s the lyrical phenomenon/ I never gave a fu*k, well not without a condom on/ Decapitating rappers, with the noggins that i’m nomming on/ Then throw the fu*kin armor on, and get the fu*kin drama on/ Ready for the war, i’m ready to drop bombs/ No discrimination, i’m murdering everyone/ Good guy, bad guy, everybody’s good as gone/ Like walking into comic con, and bombing it on ramadan/ Getting these rap addicts back in the bad habit/ Frank luc bars, giving ‘em blue magic/ John wick time, baby i’m back at it/ With a handgun, that’s more of a hand cannon/ I’ma take advantage, b*tch i’m above average/ Your top ten, is nothing but mere practice/ Clap ‘em with a passion, baby i’m damn savage/ Give ‘em brain damage, then dark mic vanish/ I’m out