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Текст песни Royce the 5`9" f Strick - It`s Over

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[Strick]What, Silky Don EntertainmentThat nigga Strick, Royce the 5`9``Rock-A-Block all day, what yo yo yoI`m the type to show up to the studioWrite that shit, spit it, hit it, leave ya`ll askin "Who dat?"I`m the next nigga to boom, I assumed ya`ll already knew thatHip hop`s hottest new cat, lay your crew flatHave your label faxin my label askin "Why ya`ll have to do that?"It`s a true fact, when you rap, the crowd boo thatAnd more than a few cats agree you shouldn`t even do rapWhat you recorded, screw that, buy a new DATYour girl`s a true rat, so when I fucked her I wore two hatsSo move back you little newjack`Fore you fuck around and do some shit that get not only youBut your whole crew whackedToo strong and I`m too blackAnd pack not one but two gatsAnd I`ma aim em at you black, true dat[Royce]The veteran that`ll never retireDevilish, judge the red in my eyeJudge the nine instead of my sizeAhead of my time, the second coming of a legend in rhymesThat`ll shine whenever I dieWe never lie, you`ll never get byI just got love, I used to roll wit big shot thugs to hip hop clubsYou act up, the fifth got hugged and blastedPits got dugged and filled back up wit stiffs wrapped up in plasticGive me a heater, you givin me a reason to shootYou givin me the key to your coupeMidwest, not the middle, Strick clutchin the fiveWavin the tec out the window, clip touchin the tireShit is over[Chorus]Shit is over, shit is overThe shit is over, the shit is overCuz ain`t nobody fuckin wit usAin`t nobody fuckin wit usShit is over, shit is over, BYE BYE Shit is over, shit is overCuz ain`t nobody fuckin wit usAin`t nobody fuckin wit us[Strick]Aiyyo my mom`s got Ahlzeimer`s, my dad`s an alcoholicSo last night, I forgot to drive drunk and hit youTalk lots of junk and diss youPop the trunk and split youSick nigga, you don`t really want it wit Strick, niggaFreestyle or written shit, take your pick, niggaBring your click nigga, I`ll swing a stick niggaWit hotter rhymes, I`m outta control and you outta lineI got alot of rhymes, and I`ma spit till you outta rhymesThe hot shit, you better off tryin to change the topicI pop shit to let ya`ll niggas know ya`ll not shitHit the curb swervin in a hot whipYou a punk and I`m hereAnd you probably the one that flunked when I got skippedIncredible rhymin and fuck wit niggas for funBuck at niggas wit guns, you duck from niggas and runSo who`s the illest nigga that you know? (Who is it?)Now ask that nigga who`s the illest nigga that he knowI`ll bet he say me, yoThe only thing bigger than my dick is my egoI rip and it`s over, while you stare at the chip on my shoulderYa`ll don`t want none of meNot only will I have ya`ll scared to bustBut you won`t even discuss rap in front of meThe odds-on favorite to say shitThen have your crew tellin you that nigga Strick`s nuttin to play witSave it for a rainy dayI`ll pick the tec up, aim and sprayAnd permanently take your pain away, whatChorus *only first 4 lines*[Royce]What what you`re not in a least, above gettin shot in the streetI show up at cyphers and they scatter like I`m the policeNow we got a bunch of drug-connected thugs on recordsStripped butt-naked runnin when they blood is testedAll ya`ll niggas stink, real niggas know what a bitch smell likeTell you how we tell lies, tell what he wear his hair likeYou can`t amaze the amazing, change your waysWe plant bodies, throw stones wit the names engravedThe games you play, make me point this thing your wayMy niggas rob for consistency, a chain a dayI`m about as humble as I can pretend to beA real nigga`s best friend, a bitch nigga`s worst enemyIt don`t hurt, it offends meThe chrome bursts in a frenzyIt`s gon` work till it`s emptyJust makin sure that my gun shoots fastin than yoursAnd I`m chasin you, and my bullets is chasin yoursChorus[Royce]Yeah, Big Strick, Royce the 5`9``Tommy Boy meets Rock-A-BlockSilky Don

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