The Longshots - It's All Over lyrics
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[Crayon:] So-so-so-so many hated we assimilated and eradicated Man I'm glad I made it From being posted in position We stood and listen To mad rappers grown men cater to children So-so-stop resisting we better not bitter got bigger For block niggaz could see the bigger picture My meta-meta-morphosis took over label and branch offices torching it With infinite lyrical original rhetoric intricate subject and predicate Handle the matter so delicate can I kick it From projects to houses with picket fences uncensored Can we name another rhymer who can get it poppin proper Without bullet wounds or diss record drama But I'm a innovator ain't too many greater when pen hits the paper Point is taken through eardrum then cerebellum Fillin your melon with words until you can't believe what you heard Brother you heard? We longshots came up from the curb [Rock Shabazz:] I disregard layman's terms And create your favorite words You Solomon niggaz can speak to the birds In battles I'm King Herod, I'll serve a nigga With words that's sicker than germs and Hitler It burns, you learn I'm Ali with the pen (the greatest) My verbal rope-a-dope'll choke the Pope Rush the Vatican with Native American folks Rock Lumumba, Rock Nkrumah, Rock Guevarra Crayon's Castro To the Chinese I'm Mao Tse-Tung Rappers with red books inside their palms Bite my style while I read the Qur'an [HOOK: Rock Shabazz] I'm the rap Holden Caulfield, on or off field I'm a soldier In the trenches, in the benches in your projects I'm a soldier Shroud of Turin bandanas, banana-clip hammers Rushin your place, I'll lace your Jesus piece's face Ice grillin me, I'll set flames to your face Die with your click on the way I laugh Sword of Damocles swings above Heads of commercial thugs Sands through the hourglass, showers blast We bust dragons, kidnapping Bush Throw him off a building, land in front of children Every afternoon at three I strangle white girls by MTV Hanging with chickenheads and thieves like Ronald McDonalds Make Molotov cocktails with Armadale bottles and Gucci cloth After I rhyme, girls wipe they coochies off [Crayon:] I'm the general Godz pulling your rank You just an insect under my tank Wrote all my rhymes in poisonous ink 83 more in my memory bank Look at you fake, fraudulent fucks Claming you bust but really you run Head severed from the lead out of my pump Fellas feel froggy get ready to jump Rhyme of the month took a matter of minutes Formulate sentences to carry the rythmn From circuits circulating, cowards perpetrating I'm not spittin rhymes im regurgitating [HOOK] [Crayon:] Which way will you have it, pen or the cannon We got the sickest tandem brewin (bruin) Since Charles and Eddie O'Bannon ruined Kansas run at the championship Evangilists consider me Jesus of Nazareth But that's a stretch I'm more like Moses Rap explosive Brief your soldiers it's all over [Rock Shabazz:] I ran with housing crooks Who each read a thousand books A savage, hang with animals call me Christopher Robbin Stick 'em and rob 'em Yes we a problem Like Oedipus, niggaz is motherfuckas Frauds and bustas, y'all some suckas begone Justice pass the mic to Crayon [Crayon:] This is hunger music Hallelujah we made it While back on the block they all stuck to the pavement Death and depression of many lessons Blood of my brethren meeting up in heaven I feel the end is nearer every second Ignore the streets it's only me I'm repping So i'm defined a Longshot To survive with the odds that are pitting against us [Rock Shabazz:] This world's coming to an end I gotta repent for my sins This earth is corrupt The death, disease, the gangs, the guns The crack, the coke the liquor the blunts The misconceptions the lies Excuses, the shootings the prostitution The prisons the fame Thugs, checks and slugs Sex and War, gotta repent before [HOOK]
