Artist: Master Fuol Album: Brownsville Kid Song: It's On Typed by: Davida.b. *female singer constantly singing "it's on" in the background [Chorus: Master Fuol] To all my blood smokers, to all my zig zag smokers Pipe somkers, smoking the bong, blaze on To all my haters, Star & Bucwild, Madd Rapper wild ass niggas, hate on To all my hustlers, to all my pimps, to all my ballers, play on To all my single mothers on welfare, even if nobody else cares, stay strong [Master Fuol] Little Tony, little boney Bad ass lil nigga with the little homies Little old me, raised on the belly of the beast We melt the wax in the time piece, play skelly in the street Live on your avenue, 383 Ain't nothing in the hood that we ain't seen Cats get pushed off the roof and land on fences Chicks sitting on the benches, braiding their extensions Calling out their names as we throw rocks at them Pin stripped lees, everybody had em Eastern times do sneak at times Get into any trouble that we could find I keep in mind man, I made my mistakes Running from the cops, kept my legs in shape Staying out late, at wakes I gotta show my face And little kids gotta go upstate, and it's wrong [Chorus] [Master Fuol] I rhyme, twelve, sixteen, seventy five Street smarts and moms are what hept me alive I was wild when she left me outside, and I was daring Both of us kids grew up with worse parents Didn't want to listen, had to learn on my own She mad cus I sol drugs to turn the foam Big Willie on the block, you better be known The cats will burry your bones in the ?heritage? own Moved from flipping on cats to flipping on pack Stacking the gat, then we started flipping on cat Sicker than that, my man caught a fifth in his back Got sent back, why, cus of shit he don snatched Retaliated in the whip, hit the dip and we crashed Pop the cat, got caught, did the six and a half You can tell by the flicks we be missing you bad Got the whips in the lab and the shit in the smash, it's on [Chorus] [Master Fuol] I still go around every now and then Give a pound to my friend, people ask me how I've been How I'm feeling now (still a clown) my old stomping ground Can't let these children down, cities tearing buildings down But I'm still around to accomplish more Be a multi million entreprenuer Better prepare baby, cus here I come The show, it could be done, where I'm from [Chorus] [Outro: Master Fuol] Bling on, bling on, fully on, maze on, blaze on with the cape on Fighting up in the graveyards, it's ??? baby I'm not ??? on Man you and ??? baby, ??? baby, hang on Take that ??? and let me put them rays on Bling on, bling on, bling on, come on baby Let me out the box, blaze on You can't do nothin now, real deal baby Yeah, north, east west, south, to all my bangers, bang on That's right new news, the new news, play on Blaze on, fully on amazing, blaze on with the cape on They call, yeah, fully on amazing, blaze on, powerful words Thirstin Howl III, all my birds, ???, you know how we do