It's All Over lyrics

[Crayon:]So-so-so-so many hated we assimilated and eradicatedMan I'm glad I made itFrom being posted in positionWe stood and listenTo mad rappers grown men cater to childrenSo-so-stop resisting we better not bitter got biggerFor block niggaz could see the bigger pictureMy meta-meta-morphosis took over label and branch offices torching itWith infinite lyrical original rhetoric intricate subject and predicateHandle the matter so delicate can I kick itFrom projects to houses with picket fences uncensoredCan we name another rhymer who can get it poppin properWithout bullet wounds or diss record dramaBut I'm a innovator ain't too many greater when pen hits the paperPoint is taken through eardrum then cerebellumFillin your melon with words until you can't believe what you heardBrother you heard?We longshots came up from the curb[Rock Shabazz:]I disregard layman's termsAnd create your favorite wordsYou Solomon niggaz can speak to the birdsIn battles I'm King Herod, I'll serve a niggaWith wo
rds that's sicker than germs and HitlerIt burns, you learn I'm Ali with the pen (the greatest)My verbal rope-a-dope'll choke the PopeRush the Vatican with Native American folksRock Lumumba, Rock Nkrumah, Rock GuevarraCrayon's CastroTo the Chinese I'm Mao Tse-TungRappers with red books inside their palmsBite my style while I read the Qur'an[HOOK: Rock Shabazz]I'm the rap Holden Caulfield, on or off field I'm a soldierIn the trenches, in the benches in your projectsI'm a soldierShroud of Turin bandanas, banana-clip hammersRushin your place, I'll lace your Jesus piece's faceIce grillin me, I'll set flames to your faceDie with your click on the wayI laughSword of Damocles swings aboveHeads of commercial thugsSands through the hourglass, showers blastWe bust dragons, kidnapping BushThrow him off a building, land in front of childrenEvery afternoon at threeI strangle white girls by MTVHanging with chickenheads and thieves like Ronald McDonaldsMake Molotov cocktails with Armadale bottles
and Gucci clothAfter I rhyme, girls wipe they coochies off[Crayon:]I'm the generalGodz pulling your rankYou just an insect under my tankWrote all my rhymes in poisonous ink83 more in my memory bankLook at you fake, fraudulent fucksClaming you bust but really you runHead severed from the lead out of my pumpFellas feel froggy get ready to jumpRhyme of the month took a matter of minutesFormulate sentences to carry the rythmnFrom circuits circulating, cowards perpetratingI'm not spittin rhymes im regurgitating[HOOK][Crayon:]Which way will you have it, pen or the cannonWe got the sickest tandem brewin (bruin)Since Charles and Eddie O'Bannon ruined Kansas run at the championshipEvangilists consider me Jesus of NazarethBut that's a stretch I'm more like MosesRap explosiveBrief your soldiers it's all over[Rock Shabazz:]I ran with housing crooksWho each read a thousand booksA savage, hang with animals call me Christopher RobbinStick 'em and rob 'emYes we a problemLike Oedipus, nigga
z is motherfuckasFrauds and bustas, y'all some suckas begoneJustice pass the mic to Crayon[Crayon:]This is hunger music Hallelujah we made itWhile back on the block they all stuck to the pavementDeath and depression of many lessonsBlood of my brethren meeting up in heavenI feel the end is nearer every secondIgnore the streets it's only me I'm reppingSo i'm defined a LongshotTo survive with the odds that are pitting against us[Rock Shabazz:]This world's coming to an endI gotta repent for my sinsThis earth is corruptThe death, disease, the gangs, the gunsThe crack, the coke the liquor the bluntsThe misconceptions the liesExcuses, the shootings the prostitutionThe prisons the fameThugs, checks and slugsSex and War, gotta repent before[HOOK]