Pumpkinhead - It's Over (Dirty) lyrics

[Intro: The Bad Seed and Pumpkinhead] Pumpkinhead: (*Cough*) I'm high The Bad Seed: Word, word. Me too Pumpkinhead: Ha. Oh my goodness The Bad Seed: Ahaha, ahaha Pumpkinhead: What? It's another one The Bad Seed: Another Pumpkinhead: Overtime on the track The Bad Seed: Uh. Uh. Overtime Pumpkinhead: Pumpkinhead with the raps The Bad Seed: Overtime, Pumpkinhead, Pumpkinhead Pumpkinhead: O.B.S. Original Blunted Soldier The Bad Seed: Ha. Ha. O.B.S. Ayyo, ayyo, let these n***as know Pumpkinhead: Haha. Bad Seed, Meat Pie, Pumpkinhead. What? The Bad Seed: It's over. It's over. It's over. Hit ‘em [Verse 1: Pumpkinhead] How much did you pay to get played on the radio With your 1980s flow, sounding like cameo The vet who bring the drama like Juliet and Romeo Beats we banging got you hanging on like a cowboy At the rodeo, twist your cap like an Oreo Cut you off like the dreads on [?]. From BK to Tokyo Ain't no shocker. n***a, I'll bring it proper (And do what?) Chop ya like the blade on a helicopter Leaving your crippled figure like the Phantom of the Opera I'll never give any slack like a pair of black Dockers You imposter, you need to improve your lyrical posture Pumpkinhead representing on Makin' Records' roster [Hook: The Bad Seed] It's over. You and your team defeated in this game It's over. Battling y'all n***as' streets, out but sober It's over. Pumpkinhead will lace y'all, eager to face y'all Brutally waste y'all. And if you're wack, we hate y'all [Verse 2: Pumpkinhead] I'm about to let you know my flow is so beautiful On the usual, I'll cut emcees like cuticles with musicals Blowing fuses ‘cause I have computers filled with data My styles are hot like potatoes, hot like radiators Hot like stolen blazers, hot like when girls blow up your pager Hot like the climate in Asia, hot like fresh blood on a razor Hot like Tabasco on fish to give it more flavor I got sunspots. I'm so hot, consider me danger Hot like a burning forest ranger. On the real though Everything I rhyme on is off the hanger. I got emcees Tripping like a knocking g**ner. My slang hangs Like orangutans when I change with anger. My brain Is stranger. My tracks step back, let Abel and Cain arrange ya Blowing spots when I aim my [?] [Hook: The Bad Seed] (x2) It's over. You and your team defeated in this game It's over. Battling y'all n***as' streets, out but sober It's over. Pumpkinhead will lace y'all, eager to face y'all Brutally waste y'all. And if you're wack, we hate y'all [Verse 3: Pumpkinhead] My editorial, literal rhymes are critical like an ICU patient I got that Makin' sh** that's booming out the basement When I'm placing my rhyme, I'm never wasting no time Unplug the cable in my spine when it's ShowTime Then climb to the highest mountain peak. I'll freak Like sideshows and my mind grows when I puff hydro Like Cheech, reach for the sky like I'm robbing the bank My words bend over your men like a Sherman Tank Put shanks on the wrist, walk the plank like a pirate When my mind flips into a computer, input, output data Megabyte, psycho chip shooter like a virus in my system So you can't bite this. Flex, now X your whole clan like Isis It's a nuclear rhyme crisis (Yo, yo, yo, yo, let these n***as know. Yo, yo) [Hook: The Bad Seed] (x2) It's over. You and your team defeated in this game It's over. Battling y'all n***as' streets, out but sober It's over. Pumpkinhead will lace y'all, eager to face y'all Brutally waste y'all. And if you're wack, we hate y'all [Outro: The Bad Seed and Pumpkinhead] Pumpkinhead: Hahaha. Bad Seed on the chorus. Overtime on the track, Pumpkinhead The Bad Seed: Yo, yo, no doubt. O.B.S Pumpkinhead: Yeah, yeah. Makin' Records The Bad Seed: Pumpkinhead, Pumpkinhead Pumpkinhead: ‘9-7 The Bad Seed: Word is bond. Yo, yo, yo, leaving all y'all visions blurry. Word up. It's feeling kind of orange up in here. Haha