Eightball - 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 fantasies
Trying to make my wallet green as a canapee

We beat them niggaz, hoes break to defense about
Tell them hoes how we beat that pussy inside out
I love it when you give me head in the Benz
Up and down swallow, we can getting to win

Never bashing women just them hoes to be given
Head shots and whack knock to people for living
Who am I? Just another MC murderer
Judge citizen, all hip-hop purgerer

To death make a loose with the micro
Hanging niggaz from his feet till the blood store
Dripping from the nose suffocating them weak hoe
Nobody want you knock the fuck around with primro

Suave affiliated nigga, we get much respect
From niggaz with check and all the checks we collect
Let me tell you about this suave house fam shit
The only niggaz with the 4 in the hand prime shit

Give me the money and the hoes and the good weed
And the mic so I can practice killing MC's
Dark dreams still come back in full color
Fire and big smoke, choking motherfuckers

Hard pounded, the whizzle of the wind sounding
Like a woman screaming in a pool drowning
Am I insane from the frames giving to my brain
Eyes photograph all my people and their pain

Weak motherfuckers loosing and twist the game
See some bullshit and blow out their own brain
Hospitalized, arm full of ivys
Motherfuckers criticize and deny me

But who is the mad one? Who is truly insane?
Who is the mad one? Who is truly insane?
It's all on me, it's all on me, it's all on me, it's all on me