It's All Over - Exposition

Yes sir

Yes sir

Check it out y’all

What you about to feel

Is the real vibration

So put a hand up

Put a hand up

Yo

Hey yo

You see me coming

When you look into the light

With a Red Sox hat

I be crooked to the right

I roll with a bunch of suckers

Ready to fight

You’re touching my mic

You’ll meet the army tonight

It’s not a problem

Throw 'em up on the table

And revolve 'em

I’m feeling safe

When I roll up with my squadron

Tactics I use to battle my nemeses

It’s old school like Nintendo

Sega Genesis

Remember this

Next time you step

Up to a veteran

Don’t fuck with somebody

You know you’re not better than

My lifestyle

MC’s is rhyming slow

If words could kill

I’d have been in jail

A long time ago

It’s no matter if I’m sober

Or drunk of many shotties

I’ll bat-bat-bat-battle anybody

I don’t care who you are

Or where you came from

When it’s all said and done

You’ll be singing the same song

Of «Oh my God»

Exposition did this

And I don’t need a beat

To let you know that

I’m the illest

I roll thick with comrades

Yo — suckers duck us

You want none of this

Cause we some bad mother fuckers

You want none of this

Cause we some bad mother fuckers

Check it out now

Yo

Hey yo

I step inside a party

Take my hat off, grab a mic

I see an MC I don’t like

(It's all over!)

Talking mad shit

When you was rolling 20 deep

Now you alone up in the streets

(It's all over)

You speak about my city

Like no one was even repping it

Come to 617 kid!

(It's all over)

Hey yo I drink — drink

All day stay sober

Smoke another blunt and

(It's all over)

We often grab the microphone

I show the people yes

Number one rude boy

Exposition comes (fresh!)

Boston (?) boy rapper

You front like you testing it

Come fuck with Expo

The sound class specialist

Test — ah — you please

And I’m gone win

You don’t know who

The nicest on the floor right (fire!)

New style perfection

Send it from the sky

Blaze sensemillia

Blaze rastafara

Him send a screw face

I’m with an evil eye

But boy you’re bad

I suggest you not try

Keep kissing them teeth

Some body gone die

I guarantee two times

It’s not gone be eye and eye

(Right — hey)

I guarantee two times

It’s not gone be eye and eye

Yeah

Bring it back now

Bring it back now

Check it out

Bow!

Hey yo

I take a step inside a party

Take my hat off, grab a mic

I see an MC I don’t like

(It's all over!)

Talking hella shit

When you was rolling 20 deep

Now you alone up in the streets

(It's all over)

You speak about my city

Like no one was even repping it

It’s 617 kid!

(It's all over)

Man I drink — drink

All day stay sober

Smoke another blunt and

(It's all over)

It’s Expo with the speech

To make you stop and think

D-Boys the beat

Make good dances for your drink

Your rhyme drags on

My attention spans shrinks

You can’t fuck with my flow

Or fuck with my ink

Cause more than head nodding

Shit is what I’m about

I make you raise your eyebrows

And put your hands on your mouth

Sone I stay fresh

Bring heat over the audio

For brothers in the ghetto

For hermanos in the (?)

Hey yo — stop that

You’re not as nice as me

You ain’t impressing me with

Nothing that you writing, see

Too many rappers out now

Trying to bite MCs

You don’t cast away the devil

You invite the beast

Now you calling on the mic

My reaction is to smack herbs

I give a shout out

To echo spelled backwards

You don’t understand

Man it’s not for you

I do this strictly for my people

B-B-Boston crew

I’m a blunt dragger

The MBTA tagger

Talking hella slang

Walking with a city swagger

Just an indication of the styles I kick

Sometimes I rhyme ill

Sometimes I rhyme sick

Just an indication of the styles I kick

Sometimes I rhyme ill

Sometimes I rhyme sick

Bitch

Hey yo

I take a step inside a party

Take my hat off, grab a mic

I see an MC I don’t like

(It's all over!)

Talking mad shit

When you was rolling 20 deep

Now let me see you in the street

(It's all over)

Speak about my city

Like no one was even repping it

Now you in 617 kid!

(It's all over)

Man I drink — drink

All day stay sober

Roll up with a blunt and

(It's all over)