Takin Mine - Heather b

I’m spittin back at all of them on this track, believe that

The A&R's that try to hold us back, and everybody

From now on I’m makin moves, fuck plans

That’s the shit I’m on as my front door slams

And fuck these neighbors, they’ll never understand

But one day I’m gonna make 'em all big fans

Turned on my light and took my coat off halfway

Then sat down and sparked up the roach in the ashtray

Plugged up my beats and took off my Nikes

No kids in my crib, hip-hop gives me life

That black and white notebook, damn, I can’t find it

Been thinkin all day, now lyrically I’m inspired

I pray every day a stray bullet won’t take me

I got to live to see where I finally make me

I got the hots for fat knots and drop tops

I’m gonna be more than a girl with a hair shop

The writer’s block, ock, I’ll knock and chop

I’m goin for my shot at this game called hip-hop

I’m gon stop all the Heather-cannots

With a box of can-dos and all types of what-nots

And read my label when I enter the room

Yo, believe that I’m deadly once consumed

There comes a time when people go shine

When they wanna act up, yo, I just start takin mine

True indeed, this was inspired by the weed

Then empty another dime with hardly no seeds

My daily deeds I need for cheese all day

Cause one slice will take my fuckin hunger pains away

I got dreams of bein head negress on a island

And all my people’ll be out there wildin

We be smokin and tossin up God’s greener salads

Our dressin is golden, but the leather all Italian

That Franklin paper stacked up by the thousand

And government won’t be controllin our housin

Cause really niggas want they own, we gon' be loungin

My whole crew, I swear, the cess gon' be stylin

Niggas is tired of totin stress and frownin

The fattest cars we wanna ride around in

Goretex boots (?) on the terrain

Our lands in the sand cause some things don’t change

Act up and you’ll join Ms LaBelle

(?) 'Please come back and kiss away the pain'

Footprints remain on the backs of pirates

That aim to invade my purple place

And I represent the 54th Regiment

Speakin with no speech impediments

Cause a king once stayed strong

In the state pen-itentiary believe we

Gonna hold down JC

We be the next new niggas, we goin for it all

Only crew gon' catch crew and only crew when things fall

In the long haul your mental got to stand tall

Yo peoples must be ready for whatever when duty calls

Bitches claim they heron, that’s silly

The bags ain’t nothin more than a twenty

A pure boogie, they can’t do me none, nothin, no, nada

They been warmin up for years and can’t get no hotter