MASTA ACE & EDO G - Over There lyrics

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Over There / Masta Ace & Edo G{"I, see my child, standing over there, with youuuuuuuu..."}[Intro: Edo G]Yeah, uh-huh, uhYes, uh, uh-huh, yeahOhh, uh-huh, yeah, it's Edo G y'all2010, yo! Uh-huh[Edo G]Some of y'all are here cause you know somebodySome of y'all are here cause you think you somebodyMost of y'all, wanna be somebodyYou got more bodies? Then you really nobodiesI'm so godly, for what I embodyYou so spotty, with another reference to Gotti, the shotty or the partyEdo voice fill the room, like Pavarotti+Die Hard+, Bruce Willis, so hard to bodyMake bread out of wheat and barleyFuture flavors like Pete and MarleyMost of y'all ain't eatin hardlyBeen to battle so the beefin scarred meGo to war with a lethal armyDisregard me? A wise man, you can't misinform meEdo G, you should listen for meI'm what the game been missin surelyLike good lovin cummin prematurelyI'm right here homie[Chorus: Masta Ace] + (Edo G)Real beats and real rhymes is over hereReal rap and boom-bap is over hereIf you ain't with usthen you need to go over there...(Just clap your hands to the beat)(C'mon and just clap your hands to the beat)(Everybody, clap your hands to the beat)(C'mon and just clap your hands to the beat)[Edo G]Yo, release catch and shoot, you passion fruitI do biz under the table, passin lootMan eater, Hannibal, animalCampaign manager like Rahm EmanuelMy flow is so intangibleWhen I spit, and open up my mandibleYa hate, understandableCause my reach is infinite and expandableAYY!! (uh-huh)Write on my phone, I'm bored with inkThe more shit you pile on, the more it stinkWhat I possess and profess can pause your progressBeef gets addressed, rappers is hard-pressedThink move like chessOr get bullets, removed from the flesh of your chestSome people, are destined for successBut me, I determine my success[Chorus]