| Now this one is for you liars and you jokers
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| You blabbermouths and you damn crack smokers
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| Someone’s talking about my wrong subjects
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| And it’s time for Positive K to flex
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| My muscle, and then for me to stick out my chest
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| Oh yes
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| But I’m mad, somebody said that I couldn’t rap
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| [Hold up} Heh, who told 'em that?
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| Because I’m qualified
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| Plus you know I’m phallic
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| And all my fans casted their ballots
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| They voted me the number one solo sensation
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| A rapper and a fighter with a I got the baddest left jab that you ever saw
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| You want to riff? |
| Then let me tap you on your jaw
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| So I suggest that if you’ve got a beef with me
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| To keep that thought in total secrecy
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| 'Cause I don’t care about you jockey busters anyhow
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| I just came here to say
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| It’s all over now
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| It’s all over now
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| See, when I was young I used to watch Wonderama
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| Looked up to my dad, real close to my mama
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| Since then I was taught there’s no future in frontin'
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| Being timid and shy would never ever get me nothin'
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| I transformed into a real go-getter
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| Prepared for the worst, but always hoped for the better
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| I’m not a success but I’ll say I’m a successor
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| A real cool guy and a casual dresser
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| I’m dipped
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| Occasionally, I gots to flip up on a sister or mister
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| Who feels that they’re equipped to deal
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| With me on my rapping field
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| See, I’m the best, so the rest must kneel
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| To Positive: the gentle-man, the rapper
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| Intelligent, clean-cut, and so effin' dapper
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| I gets the benefits, in other words the fringes
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| I rocks the house and the doors off their hinges
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| You get astounded, even dumbfounded
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| Smacked so fucking hard you’d think your ass was surrounded
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| I’ll upset ya, wet ya, engage ya
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| Do it just like Ali did it to Frasier
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| So if you feel it’s real, play me on the wrong note
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| And fuck around, huh, and get your jaw broke
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| It’s over now
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| It’s all over now
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| I gets the red out, rappers is dead out
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| I’ll put your head out and you better gets the hell out
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| 'Cause I run 'em I ran 'em
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| I really couldn’t stand 'em
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| I did 'em, I done 'em
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| And now all I can do for you is son 'em
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| 'Cause I’m the badder dada
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| I kicks the data
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| You get mixed in the badder battlin'
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| It doesn’t matter
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| So now, what’s the scenario?
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| Where they go? |
| Here we go
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| Give me your name and your number
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| Whiles me do you very slow
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| Who’s my victim?
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| Watch me vic 'em and dick 'em
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| And I’ll BRRDDDT stick 'em
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| Let my hooker trick 'em
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| 'Cause yo I got the jism
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| I race in the race in the prism
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| Fly to your bladder
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| Just like a platter when I didn’t miss 'em
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| Keep it together, I’m sharper than cheddar
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| Better than a machete, ready
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| Truncate it to the letter
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| I’m the enforcer, can’t refuse my offer
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| Or you’ll be over the bridge
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| Shit, who’s the bosser
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| Cleaning your shit up because you was a quitter
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| Unlike the Pos K
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| They say I’m a home run hitter
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| Stripped, whipped, flipped of your title
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| Good golly Miss Molly, Little Richie needs your idol
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| But no, I’ll be your tutor tutor
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| 'Cause you’re kind of new to
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| Me the pursuder of the man Buddha
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| You don’t know my style and you’re sorry
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| Kinda fiery, yours is tirey
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| Now go write that in your diary
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| 'Cause I’mma can 'em, I ban 'em
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| I fix your papers on my annum
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| When I come natives start bangin' like a bantam
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| I gots the fluid, get to it, pursue it
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| You see I hit Nia Peeples but don’t you tell Howard Hewitt
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| Because it’s over now
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| It’s all over now |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song It's All Over , by - Positive K. Song from the album The Skills Dat Pay Da Bills, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп