4th Avenue Jones - Its Over Now lyrics

I want some Brand Nubian Pac and Rakim, Biggie, Nas Really dont make emcees like they used to Freestyle Fellowship, D.O.C, Pharaoh Monch Jay, Ahmad, and Thought from the Roots crew Thats a hood, whos who, now what you dudes do Make a wack album, pay Lil Jon do two Dope beats for the streets to introduce you But you weak , we know he got heat, what you do? Sick of hype, homie is you tight or boo boo Im precise with mine dun diced a few fools Got stripes for serving on mics you new to From the life where if you aint nice we boo you Boo hoo go head cry if you wanna What you gots not hot they rock mine every corner Homie cant see me if he try he a goner Plus he must be smoking that Thai Marijuana Its over now I told yall its over now We off in them Range Rovers now It wont stop but its over now Its over now I told yall its over now We got money to fold up now It dont stop but its over now Ahmads going through a carpenter phase Carving up stages And mic's with tight rhymes sharper than razors Fools talk so often Im made to Defeat these MCs in three's Like Stojakovic, Peja See whatever you got and Ill raise ya Man who you kidding Poppin your lip then hit me back when I page ya With it whenever whatever Im too clever youll never Do nothing to my crew ever We heavyweights to you feathers Paragraphs to letters We the Jags you Jettas You backspins we more advanced like Capoeira Avenue band stands apart where fans set us Yall loose We tighter than Bruce Bruces sweaters Rocked with top sellers So hot they got jealous Haters pop a lot we not gon stop fellas Every rhymes divine we shine 'cause God lets us Grindin till we platinum lying in Barbados Its over now I told yall its over now We off in them Range Rovers now It wont stop but its over now Its over now I told yall its over now We got money to fold up now It dont stop but its over now