[Hook: Colin Munroe]
So close your eyes, follow your dreams
And keep your head to the sky
When times get rough, and the clouds get dark
And you need to ask yourself why
Just listen to the words I say, you'll find a way
To keep pushin' to get by
And if you keep this on your mind, stay on your grind
It'll be your time, to take over the world
I'm takin' over the world (takin' over the world)
I'm takin' over the world, world, world, world, woahwoah
I'm takin' over the world (takin' over world)
I'm takin' over the world (takin' over the world)
I'm takin' over the world, world, world, world, whoawhoa
I'm takin' over the world
[Verse 1: Naledge]
Picture of a child, born in the 80s
Rollin' in a bucket with a dream of a Mercedes
Singing sweet Sady, to the man of the moon
Not a man of the hour, when the mans' in the room
But, everybody wasn't really singing his tune
Now everybody's tunin' in on they T.V
Thirty-Thousand CDs, spread across the universe
Couldn't do it without dreaming I did it first
And dreams like women if you only sleep with 'em
Nothin' ever comes from 'em, but I bet you still love 'em
But love ain't buzzin'
Listen to these wise words, spoken by my cousin
What your about to do is so historic
They can't deny the win, if you keep scorin'
Whatever is in your heart, don't ignore it
And if you doubt yourself, sing this chorus
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Naledge]
Tell everyone we gettin' on
Tell Bradley, see we livin' on
In the club, pissy, all these tracks I'm shittin' onnn
Think I need some toilet tissues holmesss
I'm just settled in
And don't think I'm ever thinking about settlin'
Brainniac, Mike Phelps, gold medalin'
On the couch, no gouls, then we bring the kettle in
And I just need a mic like
I was Scotty Pippen that said life is a bitch
And I told her I was pimpin'
Louie V. luggage, and I'm trippin', trippin'
Haters, I can hate you from a distance
My plane is mile high, can't rest till them hundreds stacked sky high
And a sober moment can't f*ck up my high
South-side of Harlem
Close your eyes
[Hook]
[Outro: Naledge]
God bless your life
To my man Double O, God bless your life
To the brainiac, God bless your life
My man, God bless your life
Goodnight
Kidz In The Hall - Take Over The World Lyrics
Kidz In The Hall - Take Over The World Lyrics
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[Hook: Colin Munroe]
So close your eyes, follow your dreams
And keep your head to the sky
When times get rough, and the clouds get dark
And you need to ask yourself why
Just listen to the words I say, you'll find a way
To keep pushin' to get by
And if you keep this on your mind, stay on your grind
It'll be your time, to take over the world
I'm takin' over the world (takin' over the world)
I'm takin' over the world, world, world, world, woahwoah
I'm takin' over the world (takin' over world)
I'm takin' over the world (takin' over the world)
I'm takin' over the world, world, world, world, whoawhoa
I'm takin' over the world
[Verse 1: Naledge]
Picture of a child, born in the 80s
Rollin' in a bucket with a dream of a Mercedes
Singing sweet Sady, to the man of the moon
Not a man of the hour, when the mans' in the room
But, everybody wasn't really singing his tune
Now everybody's tunin' in on they T.V
Thirty-Thousand CDs, spread across the universe
Couldn't do it without dreaming I did it first
And dreams like women if you only sleep with 'em
Nothin' ever comes from 'em, but I bet you still love 'em
But love ain't buzzin'
Listen to these wise words, spoken by my cousin
What your about to do is so historic
They can't deny the win, if you keep scorin'
Whatever is in your heart, don't ignore it
And if you doubt yourself, sing this chorus
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Naledge]
Tell everyone we gettin' on
Tell Bradley, see we livin' on
In the club, pissy, all these tracks I'm shittin' onnn
Think I need some toilet tissues holmesss
I'm just settled in
And don't think I'm ever thinking about settlin'
Brainniac, Mike Phelps, gold medalin'
On the couch, no gouls, then we bring the kettle in
And I just need a mic like
I was Scotty Pippen that said life is a bitch
And I told her I was pimpin'
Louie V. luggage, and I'm trippin', trippin'
Haters, I can hate you from a distance
My plane is mile high, can't rest till them hundreds stacked sky high
And a sober moment can't f*ck up my high
South-side of Harlem
Close your eyes
[Hook]
[Outro: Naledge]
God bless your life
To my man Double O, God bless your life
To the brainiac, God bless your life
My man, God bless your life
Goodnight
So close your eyes, follow your dreams
And keep your head to the sky
When times get rough, and the clouds get dark
And you need to ask yourself why
Just listen to the words I say, you'll find a way
To keep pushin' to get by
And if you keep this on your mind, stay on your grind
It'll be your time, to take over the world
I'm takin' over the world (takin' over the world)
I'm takin' over the world, world, world, world, woahwoah
I'm takin' over the world (takin' over world)
I'm takin' over the world (takin' over the world)
I'm takin' over the world, world, world, world, whoawhoa
I'm takin' over the world
[Verse 1: Naledge]
Picture of a child, born in the 80s
Rollin' in a bucket with a dream of a Mercedes
Singing sweet Sady, to the man of the moon
Not a man of the hour, when the mans' in the room
But, everybody wasn't really singing his tune
Now everybody's tunin' in on they T.V
Thirty-Thousand CDs, spread across the universe
Couldn't do it without dreaming I did it first
And dreams like women if you only sleep with 'em
Nothin' ever comes from 'em, but I bet you still love 'em
But love ain't buzzin'
Listen to these wise words, spoken by my cousin
What your about to do is so historic
They can't deny the win, if you keep scorin'
Whatever is in your heart, don't ignore it
And if you doubt yourself, sing this chorus
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Naledge]
Tell everyone we gettin' on
Tell Bradley, see we livin' on
In the club, pissy, all these tracks I'm shittin' onnn
Think I need some toilet tissues holmesss
I'm just settled in
And don't think I'm ever thinking about settlin'
Brainniac, Mike Phelps, gold medalin'
On the couch, no gouls, then we bring the kettle in
And I just need a mic like
I was Scotty Pippen that said life is a bitch
And I told her I was pimpin'
Louie V. luggage, and I'm trippin', trippin'
Haters, I can hate you from a distance
My plane is mile high, can't rest till them hundreds stacked sky high
And a sober moment can't f*ck up my high
South-side of Harlem
Close your eyes
[Hook]
[Outro: Naledge]
God bless your life
To my man Double O, God bless your life
To the brainiac, God bless your life
My man, God bless your life
Goodnight
Writer: David L Doman, Jabari Evans, James William Lavigne, Justin Gregory Smith, Michael Aguilar
Copyright: Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.