Take It Like a Man

Maino

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    Yeah
    Don't you say that shit, Maino (don't say that shit, nigga)
    Don't say it (don't say it, man)
    Watch your mouth

    Bad Boy is finished
    Death Row is finished
    Roc-A-Fella is finished
    Ruff Ryders is finished
    All these old rappers trying to advance
    It's all over now, take it like a man

    I can tell from your eyes you ain't used to me
    Niggas, don't look surprised, just get used to me
    These old rappers ain't half of what they used to be
    I go hard, man, I'm what the Lox used to be
    Dear industry, these rappers is shit
    Niggas like Mike Tyson: Flabby and sick
    Don't wanna move for this new shit?
    I'm the new shit, step aside, make way for this new shit
    Check soundscan, homie, you're washed up
    You think you're still hot? You got to be on dust
    In the hood niggas like Puff still rapping, dog?
    You seen his video? What he's still dancing for?
    For the niggas that's trapping on the block
    Duke been a millionaire, I ain't rapping about the block
    And it's not that I'm trying to come at Hova
    I'm just trying to make these old niggas move over

    Cash Money is dead
    Wu-Tang is dead
    No Limit is dead
    Foxy give good head (ha ha ha)
    All these old rappers trying to advance
    It's all over now, take it like a man

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    Ayo hold up, man
    You can't be on these records talking like that
    Nigga is you crazy? You'd better watch your mouth
    Nigga what's wrong with you?
    I'm just trying to change the game, homie
    You know what it is, out with the old, in with the new

    Hustle Hard for life, ain't nothing stopping us
    Sorry, Big, I had to bury Junior Mafia
    I whooped their ass black, they ain't gon' bang back
    And Lil Cease, I'll never give his chain back
    They say I built my career off of controversy
    I tell 'em look at my life cause something cursed me
    Ten years trapped in the jail, look what it's done to me
    That's why I'm giving y'all hell, y'all better come for me
    Mama, pray for your first son
    Nigga tried to rob me, you shot him with his own gun?
    I ain't did shit, man, tell that to the DA
    Seen me bragging about robbing rappers for their jewelry
    Old wack niggas, sit it down, it's not your day
    Either move on or get moved on, ok?
    You used to be hot, but look at you, you're tossed up
    You had your shot, nigga give the ball up

    Bad Boy is finished
    Death Row is finished
    Roc-A-Fella is finished
    Ruff Ryders is finished
    All these old rappers trying to advance
    It's all over now, take it like a man

    Cash Money is dead
    Wu-Tang is dead
    No Limit is dead
    Foxy give good head (ha ha ha)
    All these old rappers trying to advance
    It's all over now, take it like a man

    Everybody talking about, oh, New York messed up, man
    We gotta come back, we gotta, we gotta get our, we gotta get our mojo back
    Nigga what the fuck you talking about?
    It's these old niggas trying to repackage themselves and resell themselves
    Cutting their hair off and all kinda shit like that
    Working out and slimming down, getting gastric bypasses and all kinda shit like that
    Man, fuck these niggas, if they ain't trying to help the movement, man
    Then they're against the movement, ya heard? We need a new movement, man
    This what it is, nigga

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    Composition: Jermaine Coleman

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