Lyrics Maino – Take It Like A Man

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
Nigga, 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)

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 D.A
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