Its over Lyrics

Heads & Tales
Song Year: 
Hip Hop



Ohh shit Big Pro is back
And we Beatmaking it
2005 to 2000 and now, timeless shit
And I’m bringing the streets with me on this one
Duck down… now
Get the fuck out of my way it’s my turn to spit
Sit your ass down punk you might learn some shit
Let’s burn some stick, now watch the return of the sick
The streets is back you never thought we’ll earn this bit
Guess what you bastards we maintain it now
It’s been a long time coming but we made it now
I done rap rhymes properly you can’t blame it now
And the aim is to change the whole game but how
Give me the mic and I’ll give you a perfect example
How to rock a human’s body from the head to the ankle
Rubbing the wrist the pain and the hurt from the shackles
All you biters better spit coz I’m ruining the apple
Fools are weak I’m strong and I’m chasing them all
Three hot 16’s and I’m lacing them all
Blazing them all filling up the stadiums sure
That’s if we get more gigs than a Pentium four
It’s over…over … over
When the beat blows up the building
Don’t say I never told ya… told ya… told ya
And when I’m the building because
Coz I’m still the street soldier… soldier… soldier
Keep your head down boy
And don’t look above your shoulder… shoulder… shoulder
Don’t tell me about cats when the streets don’t feel them
Underground most wanted and I’m here to kill them
They say I bore them to death yeah ofcoz I drill them
Get pushed back Big Pro is up in the building
Changed the game with flows and I spit for sure
And change the name coz Pro is not a kid no more
I split your jaw you never heard shit so raw
And Beatmaker done made the whole hit before
Four minutes and a couple of seconds
While we doing raw spitting like the hustle of rapping
You can call it raw fitness coz your muscles I’m stretching
Excuse me, but this whole struggle is stressing
Never made it this big just to pimp and ball
But to spit on you suckers till you sleep and fall
To my soldiers just load up your clips and draw
And all you faggots better lye down and hit the floor
Come on…
It’s big moves this year when I’m blessed for real
And if I make you sick then don’t test the ill
Contest me still, watch if I’m massive skilled
Camouflage with the glock when I’m dressed to kill
Without a question haters wanna test my passion
Try me dogg you dealing with a Saudi Western
Body action guaranteed with loud effect and
That the streets is what I’m forever proudly repping
J-sec, KZN, Port Eli’ and Cape Town
Pretoria keep standing you know we great now
We made it big so let them hate now
The beat’s got emotion there’s no need to break down
We had these raps from when we begin
Start small end big that’s the general plan
Ready to win, even though there’s envy within
But in the name of hard work we’ll be at it again
[Chorus] X 2
Yeah from the streets
Game over… over
Yo don’t you think we should get more tokens
Just in case they got game…

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