8ball - All on Me lyrics

Come and sense better tell you to grind and hustle Hit the streets like a mad, use your mind and muscle We be all about the cream, living space age phantasies Tryin to make my wallet green as a canapee We beat them n***as, hoes break to defense about Tell them hoes how we beat that p**y inside out I love it when you give me head in the benz Up and down swallow, we gettin to win Never bashing women just them hoes to be given Headshots and whack knock to people for livin Who am I ? Just another MC murderer Judge citizen, all hip hop purgerer To d**h make a loose with the micro Hangin n***as from his feet till the blood store Drippin from the nose suffocating them weak hoe Nobody want you knock the f** around with Primro Suave affiliated n***a, we get much respect From n***as with check and all the checks we collect Let me tell you about this Suave House Fam sh**

The only n***as with the 4 in the hand prime sh** Give me the money and the hoes and the good weed And the mic so I can practise k**ing MCs Dark dreams still come back in full colour Fire and big smoke, chokin motherf**ers Hard pounded, the whizzle of the wind soundin Like a woman screamin in a poo drownin Am I insane from the frames givin to my brain Eyes photograph all my people and their pain Weak motherf**ers loosin and twist the game See some bullsh** and blow out their own brain ??? to the lies, arm full of ivys Motherf**ers criticize and denie me But who is the mad one? (who is the mad one) Who is truely insane? (who is truely insane) But who is the mad one? (who is the mad one) Who is truely insane? (who is truely insane) It's all on me, It's all on me It's all on me, It's all on me