Takeover Zion I

Now let's begin in it
Call me the bad lieutenant
Cause I ain't that impressed by that car you rented
They try hard
I know they wanna fit in, I'm like 'my God'
Learn how to grow some thick skin
You got the whip, rock the jewels and the fit
Go head and follow, I'll be rolling with my clique
Burning incense (yeah) they tried to call us yoga
A couple years later set to take this game over
I never rolled a Rover in the hood like King Cobra
Trying to be patient but I ain't your blood donor
It's Zumbi style flip your head like cheap liquor
From the A to the Bay, had to leave to get bigger
We wanna blow it up, I call it coming up
When the Tecs started bumping it, now we pump it up
Boom bap music blood is running through my veins
Never been afraid, ain't scared to make a change

(Chorus)
Doesn't matter what you think
Feel free, you can hate on me
I'm in deep to a beat
And the music's taking over me

They call me starving to grimy
Conscious to Cosby
Hyphy to Hip-hop
I'm happy, I'm sorry
We rock the party, that's what you know
Change up my style, but the soul stay Pluto
Don't believe me you can kiss my culo
Synthesize funk from the keys of a Juno
Stay in one place, run a rat race
If you want, I'mma funk and freak your mind-state
To divine landscapes
Zumbi just chillin, Amp just chillin, Zion I just chillin
The cooks stay building, one at a time
Every style, every flip, gon' sharpen the mind
Have speed, party rhyme, deep in the sign
I'mma shine regardless, I gotta get mine
You gotta get yours, we gotta get through it
So open your pores and let the homeboy do it (do it) (do it)