HeebzStreet - It's On lyrics

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HeebzStreet - It's On lyrics

[Intro] Ayo! It's the infamous Plan B. New Jersey, I see you. Ayo, yo [Verse 1] I grip the mic tight, like a dil*o in a dyke My ill flow I recite is like a pillow with a spike That'll stab you in the ear, or your eye until you blind This kid is out his mind I really highly doubt he's kind First of all you don't know me, so muthaf**a blow me I could do it only but id rather have you show me My spittin proves your phoney, these b**hes want to bone me You'll just end up lonely ill be famous like im Kony Fist fightings outgrown me, I'd rather use a bomb Strapped it to my chest the best spot besides the palm Saddam plus Osama and Obama all been through it So why can't I lie, if the government can do it Speaking tounge f**ing fluent, I talk and write in kite Try to show you how to do it but you walk away in spite Every single wires tied and fried inside my head Just installed a fire pit outside so I can hide the dead By burning bodies up, I just wanna show them hell Got possessed and brought a Ouija board to show and tell Drinking liquor out of thirst, I'm the first to grab a blunt I don't ever talk sh**, f** your back I'll stab the front Make a hex like its for fun, I don't flex and I don't stunt Tell a girl I love her having s** and then I run See I'ma nice man but my penis gets the best of me Some ecstasy the chick who texted me'll have s** with me This right heres off the top of my head I won't ever stop rapping till im dropping and dead Plus Im copping the bread, Plan B gets it done Wallet more fat than kims a** and big pun Hate life but i'ma live it, get a midgets' digits f** it till it seizures, laugh while it fidgets If god ever rises homie that'll be the end of me See I'm the entity that the devil just pretends to be Laughing at you crackin sh**, but dare to talk back a bit Smack you with a knife, cut off the hand you always jackin with Shutup b**h, cause I'ma keep flowing See you on the street hit you with my jeep and keep going [Hook] Everytime I'm rhyming all these people go cray But I'ma always say, what I wanna say Still I hear em praying I won't make it all the way Oh its on now, Muthaf**a (X2)