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Your not good enough, except that it's over.
Allen I. hit you with the crossover.
Your too sweet, like a apple turnover.
On lock down, I bet you get bent over.
You the greatest, Biggie and Pac just turned over.
Stuntman at the wheel, get jumped or ran over.
Before stressing me, you should really think it over.
Tom Cruise, edge of tomorrow, i kill you, over and over.
NYPD, your body, they stand over.
Looking for clues, find none, case over.
4am, doctors declare your life over.
Blood to embalming fluid, the changeover.
Your face, sorry, they couldn't makeover.
Closed casket, now the pastor Sermons over.
Six paul bearers to a hurse, transfer over.
Cemetery bound, it's the drive over.
Your lady, tears out of her eyes, with a veil over.
As they lower you into the ground, and throw dirt over.
No Pete Rock, no CL Smooth, no one will reminisce over.
This isn't a game, one life, no do overs.
No Jay, but this the blueprint on how to takeover.
Smoking a red head dutch, city to city, no layover.
Playing monopoly, until it pay over.
Shorties calling, asking if they can stay over.
Sip, hit, split...no time for hangovers.
Time waits for no man, only money gets counted over.
So grind, no rewind, regardless of who gets ran over.
And shine brighter than that ball that can be seen over.
New York City, when the last year is over.
Perfecting my craft, until my souls a draft, and my life's over.
Ten-hut, and avoid the screw over.
Breaker, breaker one nine, do you copy, over!
