מילים לשיר It's Over – Ghostface Killah

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. uhVerse one. (Over, and then my life (the masquerade)
I know it's over. (the masquerade)
UhUh(Over) the masquerade is over (over) Aiyo, back in '95 when I was jugglin' bitches
(Ghostface Killah)
Pumpin' coke out the spot, smackin' fiends in the kitchen
All around dick sucks whenever, blowin' chronic out of Philly's
Niggas tellin' me my spot is hot
Back then I was the phat Ghost, them came March 1st
Gettin' flusty in the Cub' Link era
They like I think any day now, playboy, shit gon' pop
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 fortyWhen 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" (Interlude: Ghostface Killah 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
My heart drop, everything stops, scared to death
Tippin' the doorman, holdin' hands with my bitch besides me
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 gumDidn'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 Uh. you see, sometime it don't pay
What goes around comes around in
In many different ways and
That's right ya'll, you know how it get down
You can guess what happened
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
You know I don't even fuck with that bitch
Damn girl, your hair looks so nice
Yeah, I got my shit done at Tasha's
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
Put a salon up in the fuckin' hood, son I can't even make no money no more, man
Yo, I can't believe this, these bitches don't know where to fuckin'
(Yo, son. maybe you need to tell them bitches that
If they could put a Ms. PacMaybe 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.