Takeover (feat. Ganksta NIP) - K Rino

Burying new jacks, beating them blue/black

I stack a rapper anatomy higher than two shacks

In the meantime K is throttling minds

Move fast you couldn’t catchup if you was a bottle of Heinz

Still spitting about 24s, hoes and bitches

Man you washed up like former dirty clothes and dishes

I execute in 3D, the poltergeist in the TV

Invisible hand that slaps you when you turn off the CD

You’re bye bye poppa the second you try to step to me

Tight game included, these nuts are sold separately

Systematically quick and graphically seal the fate of them

Me and Gangsta NIP beat a 188 of them

Hourly accosted with dangerous diagnostics

Took the ransom money and still murdered the hostage

We travel land that stand for the Dandy Atlantic span

Lyrical Taliban, South Park, Afghanistan

You signed a contract now you think you’re fly

But you lost your damn deal before the ink could dry

I’m in the room calculating all the rap fatalities

On a three-way phone call with my other two personalities

I ain’t holding back on the drama they needed

Send your punkass home crying, «Mama, they cheated»