[Intro: DJ Clue]
World famous DJ Clue, Desert Storm, baby
The Nation
Let's go
[Chorus: Johnny Cocoa & DJ Clue]
This is the takeover
Whenever I touch field, it's game over
Watch how my clutch build
They going over kill, if I say so, huh
Tell 'em that it's on, tell 'em that we outside (Woah, outside)
Yeah, nigga, you can tell 'em that we outside (Outside)
Taking over, you can tell I'm from the South Side (South Side)
Taking over and we down to take it outside (Outside)
Taking over, you can tell 'em that it's on
[Verse 1: Reuben Vincent & DJ Clue]
I'm God body, you no body
I'm so Ghandi, but got guys who gon' tote shotty's
Wet 'em up, head, I love when the throat sloppy
In a four ring sport, no 'Bron, it's more Audi (Haha)
While the engine go, "Skrrt", my vision so clear
No prescription, but got Stevie Superstitious
So, I be getting bread like a pigeon just for flipping those words
Never flip me no bird, but I'm pitching dough
Picture, bro rollin' like Bishop before his death row sentence
Before I go, I'm gon' buss like a metro ticket
Check your bitches before you come and check my niggas
Only respect when niggas talking 'bout checks nothin' less, huh
Lord have mercy my limit like Percy (Damn)
Miller, killa like Cam'ron off the purp'
We raise hell as long as we're earthlings with purpose
From the bottom and scratching the surface until we fuckin'
World famous DJ Clue, Desert Storm, baby
The Nation
Let's go
[Chorus: Johnny Cocoa & DJ Clue]
This is the takeover
Whenever I touch field, it's game over
Watch how my clutch build
They going over kill, if I say so, huh
Tell 'em that it's on, tell 'em that we outside (Woah, outside)
Yeah, nigga, you can tell 'em that we outside (Outside)
Taking over, you can tell I'm from the South Side (South Side)
Taking over and we down to take it outside (Outside)
Taking over, you can tell 'em that it's on
[Verse 1: Reuben Vincent & DJ Clue]
I'm God body, you no body
I'm so Ghandi, but got guys who gon' tote shotty's
Wet 'em up, head, I love when the throat sloppy
In a four ring sport, no 'Bron, it's more Audi (Haha)
While the engine go, "Skrrt", my vision so clear
No prescription, but got Stevie Superstitious
So, I be getting bread like a pigeon just for flipping those words
Never flip me no bird, but I'm pitching dough
Picture, bro rollin' like Bishop before his death row sentence
Before I go, I'm gon' buss like a metro ticket
Check your bitches before you come and check my niggas
Only respect when niggas talking 'bout checks nothin' less, huh
Lord have mercy my limit like Percy (Damn)
Miller, killa like Cam'ron off the purp'
We raise hell as long as we're earthlings with purpose
From the bottom and scratching the surface until we fuckin'
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