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Over Everything
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Over Everything was released on October 31, 2011 by Mind Right Music as a part of the album Tri-Polar
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Release DateOctober 31, 2011
LabelMind Right Music
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sycosis
Sycosis
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Erik Roberts
Erik Roberts
Songwriter

Lyrics

Over Everything
In my hood they trying to ball
Over Everything, Over Everything
Ball Ball Over Everything
These little **** trying to ball
Over Everything, Over Everything
Ball Ball Over Everything
All they think about is
Money, Cash, Hoes
Run the streets is all they know
Reapeat 3x's
These little **** try to ball over everything
In the streets with wedding rings/
Married to the game
They want that money want a name/
For these hoes to holla out
Fuck a school they all about/
Getting cash and buying clothes
Pelle leathers and Girbauds/
And they strapped like them jeans
They be teens serving fiends/
They be 12 popping pills
They be shell shocked for real/
From they momma shooting heroin
Fuck the world from here on/
Daddy never getting out
So we on that quick route/
Is it worth it is it worth it
All them problems that might surface/
Just to stunt on these hoes
Just to flex like Mr. Perfect/
See that money just the surface
You a pawn when you're a worker/
You're a target by the D.A
Same shit on replay/
Possession of narcotics
Intent to distribute happy b-day/
Class X-Felony
So what the hell you telling me/
That 6-30 years
Is it worth it all them tears/
All them cell blocks and them tiers
They know this but all I hear/
Is they gonna ball Over Everything
So whose to blame whose to blame
For how these kids get crack cocaine/
Mix it up with baking soda
Cook it up over that flame/
17 with a baby momma
But his gang is all he claim/
Tatted up with dread locks
He think he Wocka think he Wayne/
He be popping call em Yoppers
He was awkward now he changed/
He's a mobsta grab that choppa
Pop Pop Pop ya out ya brain/
Out that lane is hard to be
Out this game is hard to see/
Whats a college when your knowledge
Of how to eat come from the streets/
All you seen is a bunch of fiends
All your hope comes from some dope/
All you heard was flipping birds
And all you fear is not making more/
This ain't a movie ain't a movie
But you Johnny Depp in "Blow"/
Trying to make it 1 more run
Until ATF kicks in that door/
What you facing what you facing
Best case probably probation/
Get that band on your ankle
Then the good Lord you'll be thanking/
But you can't win you ain't in
No different state of mind/
You'll be back in 90 days
Just a sign of the times/
Trying to ball Over Everything
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Written by: Erik Roberts
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