Take Up Space Superb (Ft. Solomon Childs)

[Chorus: Sample]
"If you're not gonna take care of business, stop takin' up space"
"If you're not gonna take care of business, stop takin' up space"

[Interlude: Lord Superb]
Ayo, it's 'Perb dunn
Wu, A.C.T., Chip Banks, Rakeem Allah
Come on! Projects, projects
Slums, bums, ghettos
Large sums, yo

[Verse 1: Lord Superb]
We read it all in the fan magazine
Hookers, pushers, lead magazine
I grew up in Queens around Pappy and 'Preme
Have my own dreams, cop a Caddy and lean
And Drag told me about the fans in rap
And after that talk all we said was that
I'ma keep pushin the trigger 'til ya head is back
Get rich off my songs, the hell with crack
And Jamel ran through every jail with raps
Tryin to push my voice on every reel and track
And I don't give a fuck if the reel is wack
I bring an old school MC feelin back
And we still in the hood with gats
And my goons ain't good with gats
And where you think you goin with the wooden plaques?
See, it ain't just me, the whole Wu is back
But you don't know what to do with tracks
And 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 cash
Fuck a chain, I'm jewel they ass
Like why play if the game don't last?