Over & Out
El Sancho
GENRE
(Verse 1)
On the verge of doing the big dirty, I'd
Much rather retire or die young than hit thirty-five
And wake up to find half my clique murderized
I'll go half-crazy and have to get certified
For real, it ain't even ironically funny
I'm at my wit's end like they just clapped up the monkey
Wandering about, feeling like a man without a country
Fuck 'em all, now this world is my slap-boxing dummy
Drowning my sorrow in Silent Sam
Doesn't matter anymore cause I'm filling tomorrow with violent plans
A dying man of a dying breed trying to see the light
Ring the bell, I'm bringing hell to earth finally tonight
Thе end of all seasons, so you should fall back
I've gonе thieving, burning and looting in all black
Prepare for the deadly seventh page of my resume
A blaze of glory as the credits play
(Chorus)
(Here we are) Stuck inside a crawlspace
Right between a rock and a hard place
(And away we go....) Maybe it's part of our fate
Put on this world to learn how to escape
(Here we are) Nothing left to do
Nothing left to prove, nothing left to lose
(And away we go....) That's what I'm talking about
It's been real, y'all, over and out
(Verse 2)
While you cheered and clinked up
I walked away from the remains of King Tut with ancient bling tucked
In the lining of my Avi, drugged out like the 80s
As I burn things, run red lights and eat babies
This dark cloud kicking my ass with big boots
Makes me wanna lick shots in the air in tribute
This one for Jimmy Vegas, everybody's favorite
R.I.P the boss, grave says "he was the greatest"
MixMaster Milo won't be one of the list
Already being punished like he doesn't exist
But for everyone else, it's open season year-round
Blind fury is the only thing keeping the tears down
Pushed away the pain, gave denial a try
But I only had a hankering for pie in the sky
Everything that I believed was a lie in disguise
So this'll be my last testament and final goodbye
(Chorus)
On the verge of doing the big dirty, I'd
Much rather retire or die young than hit thirty-five
And wake up to find half my clique murderized
I'll go half-crazy and have to get certified
For real, it ain't even ironically funny
I'm at my wit's end like they just clapped up the monkey
Wandering about, feeling like a man without a country
Fuck 'em all, now this world is my slap-boxing dummy
Drowning my sorrow in Silent Sam
Doesn't matter anymore cause I'm filling tomorrow with violent plans
A dying man of a dying breed trying to see the light
Ring the bell, I'm bringing hell to earth finally tonight
Thе end of all seasons, so you should fall back
I've gonе thieving, burning and looting in all black
Prepare for the deadly seventh page of my resume
A blaze of glory as the credits play
(Chorus)
(Here we are) Stuck inside a crawlspace
Right between a rock and a hard place
(And away we go....) Maybe it's part of our fate
Put on this world to learn how to escape
(Here we are) Nothing left to do
Nothing left to prove, nothing left to lose
(And away we go....) That's what I'm talking about
It's been real, y'all, over and out
(Verse 2)
While you cheered and clinked up
I walked away from the remains of King Tut with ancient bling tucked
In the lining of my Avi, drugged out like the 80s
As I burn things, run red lights and eat babies
This dark cloud kicking my ass with big boots
Makes me wanna lick shots in the air in tribute
This one for Jimmy Vegas, everybody's favorite
R.I.P the boss, grave says "he was the greatest"
MixMaster Milo won't be one of the list
Already being punished like he doesn't exist
But for everyone else, it's open season year-round
Blind fury is the only thing keeping the tears down
Pushed away the pain, gave denial a try
But I only had a hankering for pie in the sky
Everything that I believed was a lie in disguise
So this'll be my last testament and final goodbye
(Chorus)
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