everything It's over now. Taking away I'm breaking out It's over now. I haven't eaten in days. I'm losing more weight So there's less of me to hate.
go Good party over here, everybody over here You know the word travel fast, everybody know we here All the bottles over here, even spread it over there All the models over
, your dreams have now been fulfilled Get your ass up and let's get ill, that's right y'all We more than rough, we callin' your bluff And when it comes
it, you can do it, we can do it, just believe, believe, believe! When I lay down, I think about some of the wrong things I done So I pray now, for God
preaching See that's satan makin my heart cold as a breeze 'Till it's colder from freezing. Gotta get right I might not make it over this evening ''cause
wrong, I'm not bitter or mad It's not that I still love you, it's not 'cause I want you back It's just that when I think of you it makes me wanna yack
Arty Check it out huh, this is how it's going down From the Boogie Down, brothers stand around with a frown (Repeat 2x) Verse 1: A.G. It's time to
Let's get it on it's Angie Mar' reportin live from the streets From Y.O. to Philly and Harlem to Q.B When it drops it's game over, you'll see Introducing
feelin' right about now And I invite you all to check it out wit me Let's go, it's like Niggas gettin' caught in the trap For the cash it's the drugs
mixtapes to them albums from 30 to 50 thousand (wow) It ain't no problem, I got it, my following got me (got me) Long as I continue to spit poems to
m seein bright tunnels, bein My Life, crumbled before Now I'm restored I wanna see more Wanna explore, standin by the ocean shore It looks life heaven just opened it's
s right there It's over, it's over Hey, yo, who the fuck is that? It's over, run, it's over, run It's over, it's over All science addicts, religious
power to put a graveyard inside a coffin Let's air it out like the breeze Now watch me do one-armed handstands And hang these Nut's over seven continents
numerous years, refuse to lose it Wit' turbo tactics, maneuver like a trained soldier Hall of Fame flame thrower, take game, it's game over Ayatollah
Philly on a wing and prayer And still bringin' it yeah [Chorus] C'mon take it there C'mon take it there Let's take it there C'mon take it there I'm
Bush Im murking my Kardashian (car dash in) might as well crash and pass it to Miles Austin thats how I'm going, hoes want but now I'm on A couple poems a couple songs and now
over Let's make it do or die Where's the love? Somebody tell me Where's the love? Because we want to know Where's the love? Somebody tell me Where's
tape, so when it's sold out in the street You all can know this was a real party These are poems circulating throughout the nation Everybody's bad and everybody's
