Just About Over Lyrics

The song Just About Over is performed by Goodie Mob in the album named Still Standing in the year 1998 .

Hey, someone tell me, it's just about over
Oh yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah
Someone tell me, it's just about over
Oh yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah

Well I'm lonely and no one understands
The show has fallen, into the wrong hands
I am blinded, to see if all that's pa*sed
To know it was possible, to be a sadist

I have nothin', for to give
I have lost my, will live
I lost my pride, lost my joy and now I've lost my fear
I'd rather die because I, am just that, unhappy here

Someone tell me, it's just about over
Oh yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah
Someone tell me, it's just about over
Oh yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah

It's gettin' hard, to main street, the boulevard
Earth warmin', causin' the ozone to fall apart
Spark rebellion, I'ma go to, guillotine
The Palestines too, divide the land right, between you

Seas cross, dirt road walked a lot of folks that don't talk
Some that thought they made it got caught
Slay the wicked, spirit'll soon fix it
It's gettin' colder I wonder how much older 'fore it's all over

Not long, it was sad, how you killed my son
On the four-zero-five, changin', his flat tire
Suspect's a white male, lead, a possible robbery
Hurts my heart that we start off this year

Like this, players in position to make differences
But be, charged with rape, with all that debit
While you had it, to take the gushy twenties frozen this time
At this north south planet clinic where abortions are performed

From the start, I see the end
Will we be friends in the end
Took you with me, solo creeps
Never wakin' lay next to me sleep

Hate to use you, don't abuse you
I won't lose you, fought to keep you
Dyin' to meet you, confrontation
Tainted thought, of me letin' you step to

I got caught, messin' up again
I just can't win, tryin' not to sin
When crackin' the gin, makin' fat distends
In a time we need to be sober

On my way to Georgia, headed back to Florida
With the Jimmy called peanuts, mind
In O, headed to a show
Gone with the strong, up out the do', now

Someone tell me, it's just about over
Oh yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah
Someone tell me, it's just about over
Oh yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah

Someone tell me, it's just about over
Oh yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah
Someone tell me, it's just about over
Oh yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah

Over, over, over, over
Over, over, over, over

Goodie Mob - Still Standing

Apr 1998

Just About Over