It's Over Songtext
von Armageddon
It's Over Songtext
It′s Over
(Big L)
I'm deadly when I pull the pen out
Don′t be be mad cause your career is in the 9th inning
I'm from the danger zone where MC's get slain
(Sample)
One of these days and it wont be long
(Armageddon)
Mafia Negra
-Verse 1-
I kick that new world order, guerilla machine gun shit
Make a rapper scream in my dungeon
Hit you ghost writer with 20 bar conundrums
You already know that the Bronx is where I come from
O.D. with me, got some O.G.′s with me
I′m the monster in your dreams, it's hard to sleep lately
I′m punishing emcees with torturous street Malay
Damn I should have been out, my bars'll make you spin out
No d′doubt, Imma leave a scar before I peel out
And do it sober, word to God's son and Hova
Look at your weak career son, it′s Over!
-Hook-
One of these days and it wont be long
You gon fuck around and get your shit rocked
One of these days and it wont be long
Better be easy or I'm coming see you
One of these days and it wont be long
Homie you destined to witness you whole world stop
One of these days and it wont be long
It's all gon be over!
(Armageddon)
-Verse 2-
I′ll shred a nigga fast
Or barak Obahma polying lobbying for cash
The rap Bin Laden toppling buildings when I blast
Hit you in a flash, stick you in the grass
This is rap economics your markets about to crash
Cats respect violence, so talking shit out your ass
Will get you back slapped and hollered at, you don′t want me to spaz
I'm pure horror, in the dark with a mask
At the back of your mans vocal booth staring out the glass
I′m like Jason walking, I bet you thought you were fast
I'm like global warming, producing poisonous gas
But colder, and here to let you know that It′s over
-Hook-
(Big L)
I'm deadly when I pull the pen out
Don′t be be mad cause your career is in the 9th inning
I'm from the danger zone where MC's get slain
(Sample)
One of these days and it wont be long
(Armageddon)
Mafia Negra
-Verse 1-
I kick that new world order, guerilla machine gun shit
Make a rapper scream in my dungeon
Hit you ghost writer with 20 bar conundrums
You already know that the Bronx is where I come from
O.D. with me, got some O.G.′s with me
I′m the monster in your dreams, it's hard to sleep lately
I′m punishing emcees with torturous street Malay
Damn I should have been out, my bars'll make you spin out
No d′doubt, Imma leave a scar before I peel out
And do it sober, word to God's son and Hova
Look at your weak career son, it′s Over!
-Hook-
One of these days and it wont be long
You gon fuck around and get your shit rocked
One of these days and it wont be long
Better be easy or I'm coming see you
One of these days and it wont be long
Homie you destined to witness you whole world stop
One of these days and it wont be long
It's all gon be over!
(Armageddon)
-Verse 2-
I′ll shred a nigga fast
Or barak Obahma polying lobbying for cash
The rap Bin Laden toppling buildings when I blast
Hit you in a flash, stick you in the grass
This is rap economics your markets about to crash
Cats respect violence, so talking shit out your ass
Will get you back slapped and hollered at, you don′t want me to spaz
I'm pure horror, in the dark with a mask
At the back of your mans vocal booth staring out the glass
I′m like Jason walking, I bet you thought you were fast
I'm like global warming, producing poisonous gas
But colder, and here to let you know that It′s over
-Hook-
Writer(s): Roy Orbison, Bill Dees Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com