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All on Me
8Ball Lyrics
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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 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 gettin to win
Headshots and whack knock to people for livin
Who am I ? Just another MC murderer
Judge citizen, all hip hop purgerer
To death make a loose with the micro
Hangin niggaz from his feet till the blood store
Drippin 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 practise killing MCs
Dark dreams still come back in full colour
Fire and big smoke, chokin motherfuckers
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 motherfuckers loosin and twist the game
See some bullshit and blow out their own brain
??? to the lies, arm full of ivys
Motherfuckers criticize and denie me
But who is the mad one? (who is the mad one)
Who is truly insane? (who is truly insane)
But who is the mad one? (who is the mad one)
Who is truly insane? (who is truly insane)
It's all on me, It's all on me
It's all on me, It's all on me
The lyrics of 8Ball's "All on Me" depict the hustle and grind of life on the streets, as well as the pursuit of wealth and success. The rapper encourages listeners to work hard and use their minds and muscles to achieve their goals. He discusses his love for women and sexual conquests, boasting about how he and his crew have beaten other men and left women satisfied. 8Ball also refers to himself as a "murderer" and "hip hop purgerer," indicating his dominance in the rap game and his willingness to do whatever it takes to succeed.
The song also touches upon darker themes, such as the pain and suffering of those who struggle to make it in the world. 8Ball describes his eyes as "photograph[ing] all my people and their pain," suggesting that he sees the world around him and is aware of those who are suffering. He notes that some people become "insane" and "blow out their own brain" due to the pressures of life, highlighting the difficulties and challenges of hustling on the streets. Ultimately, 8Ball asserts that it is "all on me," meaning that he alone is responsible for his successes and failures.
Line by Line Meaning
Come and sense better tell you to grind and hustle
Join me and I will teach you how to work hard and make money
Hit the streets like a mad, use your mind and muscle
Work hard and use your intelligence to make money
We be all about the cream, living space age phantasies
We are all about making money and living the high life
Tryin to make my wallet green as a canapee
I am trying to get rich
We beat them niggaz, hoes break to defense about
We are better than other men and women want to be with us
Tell them hoes how we beat that pussy inside out
Boast about how we have sex with women
I love it when you give me head in the benz
I enjoy receiving oral sex in my car
Up and down swallow, we gettin to win
The act of receiving oral sex is helping us to succeed
Never bashing women just them hoes to be given
We do not hate women, we just use derogatory language to refer to some of them
Headshots and whack knock to people for livin
We will use violence against anyone who gets in our way
Who am I ? Just another MC murderer
I am a rapper who boasts about my violent and misogynistic behavior
Judge citizen, all hip hop purgerer
I am both judge and executioner in the world of hip hop
To death make a loose with the micro
I am able to create powerful music that can kill
Hangin niggaz from his feet till the blood store
I am not afraid to use extreme violence to make my point
Drippin from the nose suffocating them weak hoe
I will torment and kill anyone who I think is weak
Nobody want you knock the fuck around with Primro
Do not mess with me, or there will be consequences
Suave affiliated nigga, we get much respect
I am a member of the Suave House crew and I am respected by others
From niggaz with check and all the checks we collect
We make a lot of money and are successful
Let me tell you about this Suave House Fam shit
Let me brag about my crew and how amazing we are
The only niggaz with the 4 in the hand prime shit
We are the very best and have everything we could ever want
Give me the money and the hoes and the good weed
All I want is money, sex, and drugs
And the mic so I can practise killing MCs
I use my music to boast about killing other rappers
Dark dreams still come back in full colour
My violent dreams are still vivid and intense
Fire and big smoke, chokin motherfuckers
I have violent dreams of hurting and killing people
Hard pounded, the whizzle of the wind soundin
Our music is powerful and intense
Like a woman screamin in a poo drownin
Our music is like a woman screaming in pain
Am I insane from the frames givin to my brain
Am I crazy because of the images that are in my head
Eyes photograph all my people and their pain
I am constantly observing those around me and their suffering
Weak motherfuckers loosin and twist the game
People who are weak or unsuccessful need to play dirty to succeed
See some bullshit and blow out their own brain
Some people cannot handle the stress and kill themselves
??? to the lies, arm full of ivys
I do not believe in lies and I am well-armed
Motherfuckers criticize and denie me
People do not like me or what I represent
But who is the mad one? (who is the mad one)
I am not the one who is crazy
Who is truly insane? (who is truly insane)
The people who do not understand me are the ones who are crazy
It's all on me, It's all on me
I am in control of my destiny and success is up to me
It's all on me, It's all on me
I take responsibility for my own successes and failures
Lyrics © Royalty Network Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: PREMRO SMITH, T. JONES
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