Over

[Ilyas]

I'd like to dedicate this to hip-hop

For all those days you put a smile on my face when times were hard

[Verse 1: Ilyas]

Even when the sun sets

The light still isn't done yet

(Everybody, are we having fun yet?)

Another day goes by

Bad or good, the next one could be better

You're probably fed up like I am

I'll be damned if I sit back, get mad

Let my inner light go pitch black, get sad

Forget that

I know soldiers are tired

But Von and Don we gonna make it

If we don't, you can call me a liar

I know we're walking on the thinnest of wires

I'm trying to find my inner inside

Rekindle my fire so we can sit and retire

Look back at young cats sayin' how we inspired 'em

Midnight maraudin'

Japan to Harlem

Bring spring in autumn

Hip-hop's my garden

Try to water it with flow unseen

But it seems like there's no sunbeams

So I'm done because I'm wanting this dream

When really all I want for my team

For them to see how special they really are

Because they're stars to me

Both these cats are a part of me

Fire and brimstone when I get pissed

Now I'm calm so the song's a wish

Am I wrong for this?

I just wanna do some songs and spit

And get a ring and start a party and shit

And it's almost time for Tanya Morgan to move on from this

Then this long verse is good night

The longest kiss

[Chorus]

Over - pain I want it

Over - war I want it

Over - hate I want it

Over - violence I want it

Over - tears I want it

Over - fear I want it

Over - I hear you want it

Over - I hear you want it

[x2]

[Verse 2: Donwill]

I'll be happy when the sun sets

On a day's hard work that's not done yet

Cause when I'm stressed now

I take it out of the mix down

For a while life was like "chill, you out the mix now"

Felt like the music stopped

Fast nights and abusive cops

Goodbyes and interviews for jobs I ain't got

All took it's toll on me

Obsessive control freak

Who had to leave it in the lord's hands to trust and believe

I had to sit back and reassess

We got a classic ain't release it yet

Il taking classes just to see a check

While me and Von Pea take demands from the man

Working hard to pay dues

While praying we soundscan

It's funny how sound can make it all make sense

But funnier how all them times I wanted to quit

Something wouldn't let me

Sworn off but yo, it never left me

Back, uncontrollable like fits of epilepsy

Still can pen it effortlessly

When the inspiration hits

If I can't document it

Sit the pen down and live it

Dreams of seeing this thing through can be a nightmare

Especially when you're tired and the finish line is right there

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Von Pea]

When I did my first album

I rapped through headphones

Begged people to listen

Some of 'em said no

Some were being nice but didn't think I'd be

Couldn't hear the words but said the flow's nicely

Put together

Some of the beats are too

But get a real mic

Or go and pay for a booth

So I walked back and forth to school

Trying to save fare

At least twenty blocks to get there

In two months I had my mic and a plan to kill

The first person to hear it was Donwill

Time went on, I met you, you and you

But me and these two are lethal

Each tune it leads to

A little more respect

Livin' mic check to mic check

Dead in depth when death's the destination

Tanya's missed menstruations the past 8 months

To bat, we next up, yeah

[Chorus]