It’s Over Royce Da 5'9" (Ft. Stricklin)

[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
Shit is over

[Chorus: Strick]
Shit is over, shit is over
The shit is over, the shit is over
Cuz' ain't nobody fuckin' wit us
Ain't nobody fuckin' with us
Shit is over, shit is over
Shit is over, shit is over
Cuz' ain't nobody fuckin' with us
Ain't nobody fuckin' with us