Ghostface Killah

[Intro: Ghostface Killah]
Yo... aiyo this joint right here is about
When you goin through mad shit
And it just seem like you get out of it, nowhere and shit
You thinkin you puttin your shit in and you thinkin
You gettin over, and doin all this other shit
But before you know it, your whole world just caved in on you, pa
Check the joint, its... uh-huh, yeah, I walked into the place
Verse one...
[Chorus: David Poter sample]
Over, and then my life (the masquerade)
I know its over... (the masquerade)
Uh-oh, over (over) my my my good day is over
(Over) the masquerade is over (over)
Uh-oh-oh, its over... (over)
[Ghostface Killah]
Aiyo, back in 95 when I was jugglin bitches
Pumpin coke out the spot, smackin fiends in the kitchen
All around dick sucks whenever, blowin chronic out of Phillys
Gettin flusty in the Cub Link era
Niggas tellin me my spot is hot
They like I think any day now, playboy, shit gon pop
Back then I was the phat Ghost, them came March 1st
My eighth platoon got murked, got burnt for all our work
After the funeral, I played low, countin my last ten gs
Three weeks later, yo, Im back in the Ps
Gatherin up information, checkin faces
Keepin a forty-five auto loaded like it was bases
When it get dark, venom will leave my mark (over)
I heard a voice through a bullhorn, a white man he said "Yo, Starks!
Youre surrounded, put down your gun, look at the rules
Theres nothin but cops, nigga, you better not run"
[Chorus]
[Interlude: Ghostface Killah *during chorus*]
Yeah... you see how that went right?
That episode got deep and all of that
Knawhatimean? Then it just go on and
It just dont stop... I dont care what town you from
What hood you from, it just all goes in, yo, check this episode
Verse two
[Ghostface Killah]
Aiyo, aiyo, 11:40 A.M. in the best Western
Im with my bat, blew her ass back and chest in
Slob my knob, yeah no question, this my main bat
She thorough like that, so we dont use protection
But the night before, my wiz must of check my phone
How the fuck she get the codes... I dont know
Next thing, she layin in the tel lobby, spotted me
Tippin the doorman, holdin hands with my bitch besides me
My heart drop, everything stops, scared to death
Told my broad to keep it moving, cuz I just got knocked
Dont turn around, as soon she did, she bust a shot
Plus she talk, security drop when she touch the glock
I had the gum-face on, long face on
Didnt say shit, not even cough or spit, my bitch was gone
There goes the car, house, rhyme boats or jewelry
Court date judges, my shorty tried to screw me
[Chorus 2X]
[Interlude w/ Chorus: Ghostface Killah]
Uh... you see, sometime it dont pay
What goes around comes around in
In many different ways and
You can guess what happened
Thats right yall, you know how it get down
If anybody got it locked, its God, thats right
Word...
[Outro: Solomon Childs (Ghostface Killah)]
Hey Kimmy, how you doing? What up Keisha
Damn girl, your hair looks so nice
Yeah, I got my shit done at Tashas
You know I dont even fuck with that bitch
Yo, son, I think Ghost fuckin one of them bitches, man
And can you believe this son told them bitches that he can cook, man
Yo, I cant believe this, these bitches dont know where to fuckin
Put a salon up in the fuckin hood, son I cant even make no money no more, man
(Yo, son... maybe you need to tell them bitches that
If they could put a Ms. Pac-Man or somethin in the back
Maybe we could get some money back, maybe we could get some money back there)
Son, you know I dont even FUCK with them bitches like that, nig, come on, man
"Come on sugar, hold me tight" ... - sample
[ Its Over Lyrics ]