Over

[Intro]
Yeah, Astronomical Kid
Brooklyn
What up, world?

[Hook]
I go in over and over again till I can't kick no more
Homie, I'm a beast
Rappers spit lines but they can't touch mine, you can see I'm on the grind now
These artists is somethin' to eat
What are they doin'? What are they doin'?
Oh yeah, that's right, they bein' wack, they bein' wack
I'm bringin' Hip-Hop back man, and this what I'ma do 'till it's over
'Till it's over
It'll never be over

[Verse 1:]
Hol' up
Now who told you it was over? I'm back like ya shoulder
I'm 'bout to explode on a track, Supernova
Ya hating like ya famous but homie I don't know ya
It's like I'm 'bout to perform 'cause homie I'ma show ya
If we pass out (uhhh) I don't mean comas
You are not my brother (uhhh) you are just a Jonas
Disney Channel Rappers, call up a replacement
Ya album get more leaks than a basement
Face it, you two-faced, I stop hatin'
Like them boys did bullets from The Matrix
I make hits, you make tricks, ha, clowns
You got the colorful afro, I got the crown
That's somethin' easy, I'm buggin' like a insect, ha
Zip-lock bag style, homie I been fresh
I do it right, I never went left
My music play state-wide like a school test, uhhh

[Hook]
I go in over and over again till I can't kick no more
Homie, I'm a beast
Rappers spit lines but they can't touch mine, you can see I'm on the grind now
These artists is somethin' to eat
What are they doin'? What are they doin'?
Oh yeah, that's right, they bein' wack, they bein' wack
I'm bringin' Hip-Hop back man, and this what I'ma do 'till it's over
'Till it's over
It'll never be over

[Verse 2:]
Uh
I can't stop but even if I can stop, I'ma keep going
Keep it sharper than a can top
I got these haters head spinnin' like Bebop
I bet you these other rappers could beat me on a beat....not
It's BK 'till I'm takin' a nap in a casket
These cats sweeter than treats in a Easter basket
No away messages, but I got status
It's music in my veins, I'm at the top, I'm a addict
I could change ya life, all you gotta do is listen, uh
I keep you tuned in like a subscription
I'm tellin' you, I'm what the game's been missin'
Hater I'm livin' the sweet life, London Tipton
All I be rockin' is tight tees, fresh as Lipton
I'm outta this world with the gift I've been given
I'm iller than y'all cats, I--
Let it be known that I could spit one bar and send 'em runnin' home, uh

[Hook]
I go in over and over again till I can't kick no more
Homie, I'm a beast
Rappers spit lines but they can't touch mine, you can see I'm on the grind now
These artists is somethin' to eat
What are they doin'? What are they doin'?
Oh yeah, that's right, they bein' wack, they bein' wack
I'm bringin' Hip-Hop back man, and this what I'ma do 'till it's over
'Till it's over
It'll never be over