Текст песни Ghostface Killah - It`s Over
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[Intro: Ghostface Killah]Yo... aiyo this joint right here is aboutWhen you goin` through mad shitAnd it just seem like you get out of it, nowhere and shitYou thinkin` you puttin` your shit in and you thinkin`You gettin` over, and doin` all this other shitBut before you know it, your whole world just caved in on you, paCheck the joint, it`s... uh-huh, yeah, I walked into the placeVerse one...[Chorus: David Poter sample]Over, and then my life (the masquerade)I know it`s over... (the masquerade)Uh-oh, over (over) my my my good day is over(Over) the masquerade is over (over)Uh-oh-oh, it`s over... (over)[Ghostface Killah]Aiyo, back in `95 when I was jugglin` bitchesPumpin` coke out the spot, smackin` fiends in the kitchenAll around dick sucks whenever, blowin` chronic out of Philly`sGettin` flusty in the Cub` Link eraNiggas tellin` me my spot is hotThey like I think any day now, playboy, shit gon` popBack then I was the phat Ghost, them came March 1stMy eighth platoon got murked, got burnt for all our workAfter the funeral, I played low, countin` my last ten g`sThree weeks later, yo, I`m back in the P`sGatherin` up information, checkin` facesKeepin` a forty-five auto` loaded like it was basesWhen it get dark, venom will leave my mark (over)I heard a voice through a bullhorn, a white man he said "Yo, Starks!You`re surrounded, put down your gun, look at the rulesThere`s nothin` but cops, nigga, you better not run"[Chorus][Interlude: Ghostface Killah *during chorus*]Yeah... you see how that went right?That episode got deep and all of thatKnawhatimean? Then it just go on andIt just don`t stop... I don`t care what town you fromWhat hood you from, it just all goes in, yo, check this episodeVerse two[Ghostface Killah]Aiyo, aiyo, 11:40 A.M. in the best WesternI`m with my bat, blew her ass back and chest inSlob my knob, yeah no question, this my main batShe thorough like that, so we don`t use protectionBut the night before, my wiz must of check my phoneHow the fuck she get the codes... I don`t knowNext thing, she layin` in the `tel lobby, spotted meTippin` the doorman, holdin` hands with my bitch besides meMy heart drop, everything stops, scared to deathTold my broad to keep it moving, cuz I just got knockedDon`t turn around, as soon she did, she bust a shotPlus she talk, security drop when she touch the glockI had the gum-face on, long face onDidn`t say shit, not even cough or spit, my bitch was goneThere goes the car, house, rhyme boats or jewelryCourt date judges, my shorty tried to screw me[Chorus 2X][Interlude w/ Chorus: Ghostface Killah]Uh... you see, sometime it don`t payWhat goes around comes around inIn many different ways andYou can guess what happenedThat`s right ya`ll, you know how it get downIf anybody got it locked, it`s God, that`s rightWord...[Outro: Solomon Childs (Ghostface Killah)]Hey Kimmy, how you doing? What up KeishaDamn girl, your hair looks so niceYeah, I got my shit done at Tasha`sYou know I don`t even fuck with that bitchYo, son, I think Ghost fuckin` one of them bitches, manAnd can you believe this son told them bitches that he can cook, manYo, I can`t believe this, these bitches don`t know where to fuckin`Put a salon up in the fuckin` hood, son I can`t even make no money no more, man(Yo, son... maybe you need to tell them bitches thatIf they could put a Ms. Pac-Man or somethin` in the backMaybe we could get some money back, maybe we could get some money back there)Son, you know I don`t even FUCK with them bitches like that, nig`, come on, man "Come on sugar, hold me tight" ... - sample