It's On

(Verse 1)

Yo, I'ma crack the can open then crack the game broken

And stack my tan tokens in this black man's opus

Cause' half of these whack rappers got ghost writers and back-ups

I'm only nineteen and got a catalog of tracks up

Yeah ya heard of me Neuse the Baby deservingly

Back away from the throne cause' you ain't old enough or thirsty

But you hungry for the money he got coming out his tummy now

It's funny how I shower for hours cause' it ain't sunny out

The game changed to a stereotypic place

You either gotta sell crack or take caps to the face like

In that case better clear the stage

Cause' Neusey bout to take a few clips in the fucking leg

But it's self-inflicted my healths been blistered

Cause' sleep ain't a option when I'm shopping my shifts kid

I'm robbing for riffs and if the shops ain't shipping

I gotta stock the block with the hot shit to keep me living (cause')

(Chorus)

It's On

And I ain't gon' stop until

I'm Gone

You can jack all the beats that you want

That I wrote

An eye for an eye

And a knife for your throat

I put all my heart in these songs so

It's On

And I ain't gon' stop until

I'm Gone

You can jack all the beats that you want

That I wrote

An eye for an eye

And a knife for your throat

I ain't going nowhere now so it's on

(Verse 2)

How the fuck do you expect me to get checks and respect

When ethics and obstacles swallow my body neck and head

Shed tattoo tears so I can match you there

Cause' me being myself ain't filling them fucking chairs

Cheers - here's to our fear's toast with stale beers

Coast - most importantly ghosts that we hoped were still here

Rose to no occasion - dropped every shot I got

When the going got tough kept flowing and never stopped

Considered quitting shit I considered a lot

But when I considered slitting saw a vision of my mom

In the - palm of my hand laid my - future in plans

But I ain't do enough it passed me up and here I stand

A broken man awoke in a land flowing with sand

Covered with prints none of them fitting his feet or hands

But all I need in this life of sin

Is me and my mother fucking pen (cause')

(Chorus)

It's On

And I ain't gon' stop until

I'm Gone

You can jack all the beats that you want

That I wrote

An eye for an eye

And a knife for your throat

I put all my heart in these songs so

It's On

And I ain't gon' stop until

I'm Gone

You can jack all the beats that you want

That I wrote

An eye for an eye

And a knife for your throat

I ain't going nowhere now so it's on

(Verse 3)

I'm sick and tired and tired of being sick of these imitations

When half of these faggots can't even comprehend what I'm saying

That's why I save what I'm saying to savor the flavor for later tasting

I'de rather be locked in a coffin with caution tape casing

Laid in a grave with razor blades and a Jason

Mask fore' I clap at these jackasses who wasting

The game for a chain so my days is rainy

So fuck everybody from here on out who doubted me

And thanks for pulling the worst and negative out of me

I guess I've been blessed with a life full of stress

Sluts and assholes and knives jabbed in my chest by the best of em'

A lot of mother fuckers wanna talk credibility

But I don't have a gat or sell crack so what you think of me

Does the fact that I can rap not matter after that

Matter fact if I could go back I'd grab my mask out the trash

And bury that bitch deeper with the devil so I never would have rapped

Always knew to fall but never learned how to stand

With a pen in my hand you can never tell me I can't

Got money on my mind and the mind of a broken man

(Bridge)

It's on

It's on

It's on

It's on

It's on

It's on

(Chorus)

It's On

And I ain't gon' stop until

I'm Gone

You can jack all the beats that you want

That I wrote

An eye for an eye

And a knife for your throat

I put all my heart in these songs so

It's On

And I ain't gon' stop until

I'm Gone

You can jack all the beats that you want

That I wrote

An eye for an eye

And a knife for your throat

I ain't going nowhere now so it's on

It's On

And I ain't gon' stop until

I'm Gone

You can jack all the beats that you want

That I wrote

An eye for an eye

And a knife for your throat

I put all my heart in these songs so

It's On

And I ain't gon' stop until

I'm Gone

You can jack all the beats that you want

That I wrote

An eye for an eye

And a knife for your throat

I ain't going nowhere now so it's on