It's Over - Ghostface Killah
Yo aiyo this joint right here is about
When you goin' through mad sh*t
And it just seem like you get out of it nowhere and sh*t
You thinkin' you puttin' your sh*t in and you thinkin'
You gettin' over and doin' all this other sh*t
But before you know it your whole world just caved in on you pa
Check the joint it's
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)
Aiyo back in '95 when I was jugglin' b**ches
Pumpin' coke out the spot smackin' fiends in the kitchen
All around dick sucks whenever blowin' chronic out of Philly's
Gettin' flusty in the Cub' Link era
Niggas tellin' me my spot is hot
They like I think any day now playboy sh*t gon' pop
Back then I was the phat Ghost them came March 1st
My eighth platoon got murked got burnt for all our work
After the funeral I played low countin' my last ten g's
Three weeks later yo I'm back in the P's
Gatherin' up information checkin' faces
Keepin' a forty-five auto' loaded like it was bases
When 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 rules
There's nothin' but cops ni**a you better not run"
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)
Aiyo aiyo 11:40 A M in the best Western
I'm with my bat blew her a** back and chest in
Slob my knob yeah no question this my main bat
She thorough like that so we don't use protection
But the night before my wiz must of check my phone
How the f**k she get the codes I don't know
Next thing she layin' in the 'tel lobby spotted me
Tippin' the doorman holdin' hands with my b**ch besides me
My heart drop everything stops scared to death
Told my broad to keep it moving cuz I just got knocked
Don't turn around as soon she did she bust a shot
Plus she talk security drop when she touch the glock
I had the gum-face on long face on
Didn't say sh*t not even cough or spit my b**ch was gone
There goes the car house rhyme boats or jewelry
Court date judges my shorty tried to screw me
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)
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
Hey Kimmy how you doing What up Keisha
Damn girl your hair looks so nice
Yeah I got my sh*t done at Tasha's
You know I don't even f**k with that b**ch
Yo son I think Ghost f**kin' one of them b**ches man
And can you believe this son told them b**ches that he can cook man
Yo I can't believe this these b**ches don't know where to f**kin'
Put a salon up in the f**kin' hood son I can't even make no money no more man
Yo son maybe you need to tell them b**ches that
If they could put a Ms Pac-Man or somethin' in the back
Maybe we could get some money back
Son you know I don't even F**K with them b**ches like that
Nig' come on man
Come on sugar hold me tight