Da Weight Is Over Lyrics - Singles - L.g. Wise

Verse 1 

We here son 

I'm tellin you thugs and fake ones 

Don't blaze one 

Just eat the bread that I break son 

Trying to stop me 

Leavin stuck on phase one 

We here son 

Ain't goin nowhere until we done 

Take a track from Jay-Z 

And flip back like crazy 

Claimin you God 

But look more like Patrick Swayze 

Believe it you gonna lie 

Believe it you gonna ride 

By the words that we speak 

You gonna live or die 

Like it's time for the real ones to step it up 

Like it's time for the killaz son to shut it up 

It's been along time 

No longer the wait 

Don't won't no food for the thought 

Get away from the plate 

Blasphemy dog 

You a no name god 

Heaven is gonna frown 

On your whole lame squad 

Roc-a-fella crew frontin like you hard 

Can't even step up on the streets without your bodyguard 

So listen up Hova 

The wait is over 

You losin all your luck 

Like a 3 leaf clover 

(D.C.P.) 

Bandanna head rockers 

Hell's most wanted 

Biblical heat busters 

Raw beef you don't want it 

It's bad for your blood 

C-walk all over your whole crew 

Christ walk with cats like us come thru 

You got a prob 

Take it up with Elohiem 

Think you stoppin us 

Then playa wak up out your dream 

We got bodyguards bigger than your whole team 

Snatchin souls out of ya'll 

My click be unseen 

Better turn your life around like a U'ie 

'cause you headin straight to the fire 

Like a fat dubie 

Getting chocked up in the back of the club 

Marijuana, liquor souls snatchin you thugs 

Not even knowin what the bartender be pourin 

Drunker 

I ain't goin 

Hittin the gates 

I'm talkin about the pearly ones 

Not runnin from feds 

Hittin gates 

We heaven bound 

Gold streets 

Dubs clean 

No bullet proofs Lacs 

Devil's bustin at me 

Dirty south scene 

I seen it all 

Baller blow up 

Baller must fall 

Chorus 

Wanna live your life 

So 

Go ahead and get high 

No 

Before you lose your life 

Boy 

The weight is over 

The world waiting on us 

Got the whole world son waiting on us 

So when we step up on this game 

Don't be hatin on us 

I see you all grilled up like you ready to bust 

We tired of this crap 

They waitin on us 

Verse 2 

W I S E seekin for souls 

I come to snatch em up out the fire 

Son hit em and roll 

I know that you thug livin 

The way that you drug dealin 

you say that you God fearin 

I know that you love women 

Comin thru the hood like you rougher than rough 

But in the presence of my God 

You just a speckle of dust 

And it's time to bow down 

Confess it to God 

'cause you always grillin up 

Frontin thinkin you hard 

Bullets ricashay on you hundred grand dream car 

Ego trippin like the whole world know who you are 

You ain't ready for it 

But don't mean that you won't get it 

Like you talk about God 

Don't mean that you gonna live it 

Everybody wanna thug 

nobody walkin in love 

Homie Christ shed His blood 

While you lettin off slugs 

Eminem I know you claim to be thug 

You wanna talk about Britney Spears 

But won't talk about Suge 

'cause if you do son 

Be on the next hit list 

And when he come up out the joint 

Get your whole wig split 

Wanna keep it gangsta 

Then baby boy keep it real 

Knowin you sayin anything 

So the people will think you real 

Know that you Slim Shady 

Time to switch it up 

It's time for the real one to please stand up 

Chorus