Over And Over
DJ Soby Feat. Deep Lyrics
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On the street makin non-stop CREAM galore
Packin heat, stickin up weed stores and more
Collectin interest off of extortions to settle my score
It gets deeper when things get real
I'm down to stickin out West Bank for my mill
And I'm from Hempstead, it's close to the shacks of Park South
While I'll be outside slingin, you're always high
We're to the death, you and me, this beef for eternity
I'm goin out to the fullest extent
So far into my troubles it's hard for me to get back
To my everyday self and composure
Catch you when you open then I bring you to a closure
Put ice on a razor and freeze ya in ya shoulder
I went for ya grill but you dent from my boulder
I know this kid who says he knows ya because of that
Now I know where ya lay ya hat at and that's that
Say no more, I put it on you while you was yawning
Murder without warning the very next morning
Once we step thru the door, party over, that's the endin
You and your crew'll leave out, a bunch of dead men
Bump me and I'll bump you back
You ain't tough black, niggas like you just get their life jacked
But I'mma cool nigga til you push me to the limit
But try ta play me and ya ass I get up all in it
Don't try to cop pleas now son, it's dead and done
(I gave you fair warning) So run and get your guns
It's on, time to show em how I perform
My attitude will transform, leave you dead plus wrong
Gettin the flow within, representin for Queens
Shit is real, why you hopin that it's all a dream
But you can't wake up, wettin a chest you bless
Chokin off your own blood, don't blame me you brought your own death
Ayo Noyd, it's on you, what you wanna do?
Whatever? Party's over, tell the rest of the crew
Yo Big Noyd it's on you, what you wanna do?
Whatever? Party's over, tell the rest of the crew
Yo Big Noyd it's on you, what you wanna do?
Whatever? Party's over, tell the rest of the crew
Yo Big Noyd it's on you, what you wanna do?
Whatever? Party's over, tell the rest of the crew
My beeper kept beepin, the other numbers started leakin
'Who is this on my mind?' I was thinkin
Then I realised it was my dun playin 911
Once I seen the numbers I ran for the fuckin guns
My dun in trouble, I be there on the double
I jumped up in the bubble, yo kid where are you?
(1-14 between Manhattan and Morningside Avenue)
This happened just right out the blue
Aiyo dun, fuck that bitch, tell her get off your dick
(But she's cryin and she says she has feelins and shit)
Yo it's a set-up, them niggas got me fed up
Ty stay in the buildin, if they move fuckin buck em
Get up off the scene, you know what I mean?
And hide yourself down with them other fuckin sixteen
Glock and get off they block
Then I hung up the cellular, ready to rock
And it's on
Yo, you get deaded in the streets, kid set it
You gots no credit, fool you get wetted
Up with the semi-auto Mac double, love it
'Did he shoot eleven or twelve?' is what he wondered
Nigga I got one more shot, you must be drinkin
Put the heater to his head, watch him start blinkin
'Am I goin to heaven or hell?' is what he's thinkin
Switch to a bitch as his life start sinkin
Down to a level of no return
Pull out the heat cos when the slugs hit it definitely burns
Now chill and think about your life for real
Every member of my crew is livin life for real
Got your self fucked into somethin that you couldn't finish
Up against the fulliest squad and get diminished
I'm from Q-U-E another E-N-S
So why you small tough talk? I'm not impressed
If I seen you in the Bridge, I'd make you undress
Give up the money, the polo especially the Guess
Big Noyd! Party's over, tell the rest of the crew
Havoc! Party's over, tell the rest of the crew
Black Ice! Party's over, tell the rest of the crew
Queensbridge! Party's over, tell the rest of the crew
The Big Twins! Party's over, tell the rest of the crew
Ty! Party's over, tell the rest of the crew
Yo Black! It's over, tell the rest of the crew
My man Killer! Party's over, tell the rest of the crew
Germ! It's over, tell the rest of the crew
Karate Joe! It's over, tell the rest of the crew
Ron Gotti! It's over, tell the rest of the crew
Karl Capone! Party's over, tell the rest of the crew
Rasheim! Party's over, tell the rest of the crew
Stobo! Party's over, tell the rest of the crew
Tena! Party's over, tell the rest of the crew
Skins! It's over, tell the rest of the crew
And the whole fuckin projects! It's over, tell the rest of the crew
It's over, tell the rest of the crew
It's over, tell the rest of the crew
Party's over, tell the rest of the crew
Party's over, tell the rest of the crew
The motherfuckin party's over, tell the rest of the crew
The lyrics to DJ Soby Feat. Deep's song Over And Over depicts a life of crime, violence and the harsh realities of living in a tough neighborhood. The lyrics describe the singer's daily life since 11-2-74 committing crimes such as sticking up weed stores, extortions, and collecting interest to settle scores. The lyrics suggest that the singer leads a dangerous life and will go to any extent to protect himself and his interests. The lyrics also depict a scene where the singer receives a distress call from his friend, whom he rushes to help out, showcasing his loyalty to his circle.
The lyrics also use powerful imagery to describe the consequences of crossing someone in the singer's circle. The lyrics suggest that the singer is willing to kill without warning or hesitation, and once he decides to take action, he becomes a force to be reckoned with. The chorus, "Party's over, tell the rest of the crew," serves as a warning to anyone who may threaten the singer's friends or interests.
Line by Line Meaning
Every day of my life since 11-2-74
Every single day of my existence since November 2, 1974
On the street makin non-stop CREAM galore
Making an abundance of money on the streets
Packin heat, stickin up weed stores and more
Carrying weapons and robbing marijuana dispensaries and other places
Collectin interest off of extortions to settle my score
Receiving payments from extortion activities to seek revenge
It gets deeper when things get real
The situation becomes more intense when things become serious
I'm down to stickin out West Bank for my mill
I am willing to engage in criminal activities to obtain a large sum of money
And I'm from Hempstead, it's close to the shacks of Park South
I come from Hempstead, a neighborhood near the rundown areas of Park South
While I'll be outside slingin, you're always high
While I am outside selling drugs, you are always intoxicated
And don't come around to the crossroads of life
Don't come near me when faced with crucial decisions
We're to the death, you and me, this beef for eternity
Our rivalry will result in one of our deaths, and it will remain unresolved forever
I'm goin out to the fullest extent
I am willing to go to extreme measures
So far into my troubles it's hard for me to get back
I am deeply entangled in my problems, making it challenging to escape
To my everyday self and composure
To regain my usual self and calmness
Catch you when you open then I bring you to a closure
I will ambush you when you least expect it and put an end to you
Put ice on a razor and freeze ya in ya shoulder
I will harm you by freezing your shoulder with an ice-cold razor
I went for ya grill but you dent from my boulder
I aimed for your face, but you managed to avoid my attack
I know this kid who says he knows ya because of that
I am acquainted with someone who claims to know you because of that incident
Now I know where ya lay ya hat at and that's that
Now I know where you reside, and that is settled
Say no more, I put it on you while you was yawning
No need for further discussion, I carried out my plan while you were unaware
Murder without warning the very next morning
I committed murder without any prior notice the following day
Once we step thru the door, party over, that's the endin
As soon as we enter, the party comes to an abrupt end
You and your crew'll leave out, a bunch of dead men
You and your group will exit the place, lifeless
Bump me and I'll bump you back
If you provoke me, I will retaliate
You ain't tough black, niggas like you just get their life jacked
You are not actually tough, people like you become victims of violence
But I'mma cool nigga til you push me to the limit
I am generally calm until you push me to my breaking point
But try ta play me and ya ass I get up all in it
But if you attempt to deceive me, I will get heavily involved
Don't try to cop pleas now son, it's dead and done
Do not attempt to make excuses now, it is over and resolved
(I gave you fair warning) So run and get your guns
(I warned you in advance) Now hurry up and retrieve your weapons
It's on, time to show em how I perform
The time has come to demonstrate my abilities
My attitude will transform, leave you dead plus wrong
My demeanor will change, resulting in your demise and regret
Gettin the flow within, representin for Queens
Embracing my rap style, proudly representing Queens
Shit is real, why you hopin that it's all a dream
The situation is genuine, while you wish it was merely a fantasy
But you can't wake up, wettin a chest you bless
But you cannot escape this reality, as you dampen your own clothes with blood
Chokin off your own blood, don't blame me you brought your own death
Suffocating on your own blood, do not hold me accountable, you caused your own demise
My beeper kept beepin, the other numbers started leakin
My pager continued to receive notifications, and other unknown numbers began to appear
'Who is this on my mind?' I was thinkin
I wondered about the identity of the person contacting me
Then I realised it was my dun playin 911
Then I realized it was my friend seeking urgent help
Once I seen the numbers I ran for the fuckin guns
As soon as I saw the numbers, I rushed to grab my firearms
My dun in trouble, I be there on the double
My friend is in trouble, I will rush to assist immediately
I jumped up in the bubble, yo kid where are you?
I quickly entered my vehicle, asking my friend where they are
(1-14 between Manhattan and Morningside Avenue)
(Coordinates indicating the location between Manhattan and Morningside Avenue)
This happened just right out the blue
This situation occurred suddenly and unexpectedly
Aiyo dun, fuck that bitch, tell her get off your dick
Hey, friend, disregard that woman, tell her to leave you alone
(But she's cryin and she says she has feelins and shit)
(But she's upset and claims to have sincere emotions)
Yo it's a set-up, them niggas got me fed up
Hey, it's a trap, those individuals have infuriated me
Ty stay in the buildin, if they move fuckin buck em
Ty, stay inside the building and if they make a move, attack them aggressively
Get up off the scene, you know what I mean?
Leave the area, do you understand?
And hide yourself down with them other fuckin sixteen
And take cover with the other sixteen individuals
Glock and get off they block
Arm yourself with a Glock firearm and leave their neighborhood
Then I hung up the cellular, ready to rock
Then I ended the phone call, prepared for action
And it's on
And the situation has begun
Yo, you get deaded in the streets, kid set it
Hey, you will be killed in the streets, so be prepared
You gots no credit, fool you get wetted
You have no credibility, fool, you will be shot
Up with the semi-auto Mac double, love it
Armed with a semi-automatic Mac-11 firearm, which I appreciate
'Did he shoot eleven or twelve?' is what he wondered
He contemplated whether I fired eleven or twelve shots
Nigga I got one more shot, you must be drinkin
I have one more shot left, you must be delusional
Put the heater to his head, watch him start blinkin
Point the gun at his head, observe his fearful reaction
'Am I goin to heaven or hell?' is what he's thinkin
He is contemplating whether he will end up in heaven or hell
Switch to a bitch as his life starts sinkin
He changes his perspective as his life begins to fade
Down to a level of no return
Descended to a point from which there is no recovery
Pull out the heat cos when the slugs hit it definitely burns
Retrieve the firearm because when bullets hit, they undoubtedly cause intense pain
Now chill and think about your life for real
Now calm down and reflect on your own existence
Every member of my crew is livin life for real
Every individual in my group is truly experiencing life
Got yourself fucked into somethin that you couldn't finish
You have gotten yourself involved in a situation that you are unable to conclude
Up against the fulliest squad and get diminished
Confronting the most formidable team and being completely defeated
I'm from Q-U-E another E-N-S
I am from Queensbridge, another acronym for E-N-S
So why you small tough talk? I'm not impressed
So why do you talk tough when you are insignificant? I am not impressed
If I seen you in the Bridge, I'd make you undress
If I encountered you in Queensbridge, I would force you to remove your clothes
Give up the money, the polo especially the Guess
Hand over your money, your polo clothing, especially the Guess brand
Big Noyd! Party's over, tell the rest of the crew
Big Noyd, the party has ended, inform the rest of the group
Havoc! Party's over, tell the rest of the crew
Havoc, the party has ended, inform the rest of the group
Black Ice! Party's over, tell the rest of the crew
Black Ice, the party has ended, inform the rest of the group
Queensbridge! Party's over, tell the rest of the crew
Queensbridge, the party has ended, inform the rest of the group
The Big Twins! Party's over, tell the rest of the crew
The Big Twins, the party has ended, inform the rest of the group
Ty! Party's over, tell the rest of the crew
Ty, the party has ended, inform the rest of the group
Yo Black! It's over, tell the rest of the crew
Hey, Black, it is over, inform the rest of the group
My man Killer! Party's over, tell the rest of the crew
My friend, Killer, the party has ended, inform the rest of the group
Germ! It's over, tell the rest of the crew
Germ, it is over, inform the rest of the group
Karate Joe! It's over, tell the rest of the crew
Karate Joe, it is over, inform the rest of the group
Ron Gotti! It's over, tell the rest of the crew
Ron Gotti, it is over, inform the rest of the group
Karl Capone! Party's over, tell the rest of the crew
Karl Capone, the party has ended, inform the rest of the group
Rasheim! Party's over, tell the rest of the crew
Rasheim, the party has ended, inform the rest of the group
Stobo! Party's over, tell the rest of the crew
Stobo, the party has ended, inform the rest of the group
Tena! Party's over, tell the rest of the crew
Tena, the party has ended, inform the rest of the group
Skins! It's over, tell the rest of the crew
Skins, it is over, inform the rest of the group
And the whole fuckin projects! It's over, tell the rest of the crew
And the entire housing projects, it is over, inform the rest of the group
It's over, tell the rest of the crew
It is over, inform the rest of the group
Party's over, tell the rest of the crew
The party has ended, inform the rest of the group
The motherfuckin party's over, tell the rest of the crew
The damn party has ended, inform the rest of the group
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: TAJUAN AKEOM PERRY, ALBERT J. JOHNSON, KEJUAN WALIEK MUCHITA
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