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"Take the Reins (Outro)"

[Intro]
Norman Greenbaum walks up to me on the street, as he does everyday, because that's just the routine, and he asks me if I've ever heard of Norm Macdonald, and I said of course I have

[Verse 1]
Glass up for the ones who understand it
We ain't trying to be exclusive, but we acting like some bandits
'Bout to throw the bandana on, cause Black Pais' is standing strong
Been a minute since I wore it, but we're back to analog
The revolt is digital, and I ain't missing it
Standing for the truth, and trying to dodge the f*cking miscreants
Draft picks if I'm going Call Mel Kiper
But I'm looking for the ladies who can wield a f*cking L pipe
Tonya Harding step aside with all your goon sh*t
Talking to the baby girls who know just what our tune is
We grind slow till we see some f*cking magic
You can call yourself a ten, so whose the six-er when we're smashing?
I am. Franchise tag. You can call me "Mike Vick"
Lou gave the go so you know I'm on my pro sh*t
Poet laureate. See how f*cking raw it gets
Lucille Clif[ton], Chris Wallace and we're born again

[Hook]
Riding hard. Getting dirty while we're changing lanes
No cigars yet. We ain't got to celebrate
Cause we ain't done sh*t. Not yet, but today
We're going all in, balls out. Take the reins

[Verse 2]
I'm a Wallace from the nuts to the red beard
Bedstuy to Glasgow. Long trip to get here
Abington to Ambler. Fishtown to Hampden
Bottom of the bell curves. My motherf*cking tangent
Preston Road. We're some Wissahickon Trojans
Drinking during playoffs just to p*ss off all our coaches
I'm just joking. Shouts to Kyle Wilson
215 and 610. We're in the f*cking building
So we're on it and I'm going in. Tip of the cap to all my friends
Toast to drink. We'll meet again. Live the life we want to live
Play to win, and get the win. Champions we live the love
I love to live. Grab my nuts. Spit the verse. Yeah, you can trust
Sipping the jazzers, skipping the plastic, doing my best to not be a bast*rd
Dip it in acid, give me a pastor. I'll do religion when pigeons are fasted
I do revisions when vision is past. Show me an edit, I'll show you a casket
Don't mince words. Crush verbs; live passion

[Hook]

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