Chase N Cashe - It's Over (Drop the World) lyrics

[Verse 1: Chip] I've got eyes in my back and in my front So I see where I'm going and keep eyes on you punks If your career's dead, I could bring it back I resurrect people, ask I owe not a thing, paid all my debts It's only broke boys that don't pay me respect And all these f**boys are hating It's a bloody good ting, say I never come from ratings Yeah, I've got my back against the ropes Their favourite MC's probably broke Priorities in check, I'm on a roll I don't wanna be the guy that when I die they all cry Listening to my sh** like "damn he was cold He had lyrics, he had flows, kinda f**ed he never sold Damn, shoulda at least sold his soul" Damn, it's like, I'm just playing with you But when my second album drops it's game over I'mma take the king, the piss and then over Back plays Chip back on everybody's shoulder Call me half, you're two and I'm one over [Hook: Chip] I'm taking over, over, over When we rain down like showers Please don't make me have to test my powers Taking over [Verse 2: Wretch 32] That Mr Universe flowing, I've got them fluent words Zoning, I hit the studes to work, focused like I can move the Earth k** it, right? Like when they dim your lights I've been popping eyes, now it's time to get my spinach right Give it time, they told me, I gave away my Roley Jewellery means nothing because it never holds me Just knowing I can speak for days, the feeling's irreplaceable like Jigga's dame I'll hit the stake, keep the flow sharper than sixty blades Rip away literally, R.I.P Whose time is it? They're saying that it's half past me Half pa**ed out, when I pa** through like stars do Double decker flow, just say I buss past you The world is my oyster, I'm a business I'll employ ya, Wretchroboys got your boy up f**, so I'm running from the tax man Effort they can fax man They can die fighting for my cheese on the rat trap While I've got my backpack Full of lyrical ammunition like "bap bap" Yeah, me and Chippy do it for the fun of it You ain't got a talent, you're just juggling, ah [Hook: Chip]