It’s Over lyrics

[Intro: Royce da 5'9"]
What (What) [?] Strick, Royce da 5'9"
Rock-A-Block all day
Yo, yo
True that!

[Verse 1: Royce Da 5'9"]
Veteran that'll never retire
Devilish, judge the red in my eye
Judge the nine instead of my size
Ahead of my time, the second coming of a legend that rhymes
That'll shine whenever I die
We never lie, you'll never get by
U just got love, I used to roll wit big shot thugs to hip hop clubs
To act up, the fifth got hugged and blasted
Pits got dugged and filled back up wit stiffs wrapped up in plastic
Give me a heater, you givin' me a reason to shoot
You givin' me the key to your coupe
Midwest, not the middle, Strick clutchin' the five
Wavin' the Tec out the window, clip touchin' the tire
sh*t is over

[Chorus: Strick]
sh*t is over, sh*t is over
The sh*t is over, the sh*t is over
Cuz' ain't nobody f*ckin' wit us
Ain't nobody f*ckin' with us
sh*t is over, sh*t is over
sh*t is over, sh*t is over
Cuz' ain't nobody f*ckin' with us
Ain't nobody f*ckin' with us
[Verse 2: Royce Da 5'9"]
What, what
You're not in a least, above gettin' shot in the street
I show up at cyphers and they scatter like I'm the police
Now we got a bunch of drug-connected thugs on records
Stripped butt-naked runnin' when they blood is tested
All ya'll n*ggas stink, real n*ggas know what a b*tch smell like
Tell you how we tell lies, tell what he wear his hair like
You can't amaze the amazing, change your ways
We plant bodies, throw stones wit the names engraved
The games you play, make me point this thang your way
My n*ggas rob for consistency, a chain a day
I'm about as humble as I can pretend to be
A real n*gga's best friend, a b*tch n*gga's worst enemy
It don't hurt, it offends me
The chrome bursts in a frenzy
It's gon' work till it's empty
Just makin' sure that my gun shoots faster than yours
And I'm chasin' you, and my bullets is chasin' yours

[Chorus: Strick]
sh*t is over, sh*t is over
The sh*t is over, the sh*t is over
Cuz' ain't nobody f*ckin' wit us
Ain't nobody f*ckin' with us
sh*t is over, sh*t is over
sh*t is over, sh*t is over
Cuz' ain't nobody f*ckin' with us
Ain't nobody f*ckin' with us
[Outro: Royce da 5'9"]
Yeah, Big Strick, Royce the 5'9''
Tommy Boy meets Rock-A-Block
Silky Don