Ghostface Killah Lyrics

Album: The Pretty Toney Album

It's Over Lyrics

[Intro: Ghostface Killah]

 Yo... aiyo this joint right here is about

 When you goin' through mad shit

 And it just seem like you get out of it, nowhere and shit

 You thinkin' you puttin' your shit in and you thinkin'

 You gettin' over, and doin' all this other shit

 But before you know it, your whole world just caved in on you, pa

 Check the joint, it's... uh-huh, yeah, I walked into the place

 Verse one...

 

 [Chorus: David Poter sample]

 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)

 

 [Ghostface Killah]

 Aiyo, back in '95 when I was jugglin' bitches

 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, shit 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, nigga, you better not run"

 

 [Chorus]

 

 [Interlude: Ghostface Killah (during chorus)]

 Yeah... you see how that went right?

 That episode got deep and all of that

 Knawhatimean? Then it just go on and

 It just don't stop... I don't care what town you from

 What hood you from, it just all goes in, yo, check this episode

 Verse two

 

 [Ghostface Killah]

 Aiyo, aiyo, 11:40 A.M. in the best Western

 I'm with my bat, blew her ass 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 fuck 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 bitch 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 shit, not even cough or spit, my bitch was gone

 There goes the car, house, rhyme boats or jewelry

 Court date judges, my shorty tried to screw me

 

 [Chorus 2X]

 

 [Interlude w/ Chorus: Ghostface Killah]

 Uh... you see, sometime it don't pay

 What goes around comes around in

 In many different ways and

 You can guess what happened

 That's right ya'll, you know how it get down

 If anybody got it locked, it's God, that's right

 Word...

 

 [Outro: Solomon Childs (Ghostface Killah)]

 Hey Kimmy, how you doing? What up Keisha

 Damn girl, your hair looks so nice

 Yeah, I got my shit done at Tasha's

 You know I don't even fuck with that bitch

 Yo, son, I think Ghost fuckin' one of them bitches, man

 And can you believe this son told them bitches that he can cook, man

 Yo, I can't believe this, these bitches don't know where to fuckin'

 Put a salon up in the fuckin' hood, son I can't even make no money no more, man

 (Yo, son... maybe you need to tell them bitches that

 If they could put a Ms. Pac-Man or somethin' in the back

 Maybe we could get some money back, maybe we could get some money back there)

 Son, you know I don't even FUCK with them bitches like that, nig', come on, man

 ["Come on sugar, hold me tight" ... - sample]