HeebzStreet - It's On [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
Ayo! It's the infamous Plan B. New Jersey, I see you. Ayo, yo

[Verse 1]
I grip the mic tight, like a dildo in a dyke
My ill flow I recite is like a pillow with a spike
That’ll stab you in the ear, or your eye until you blind
This kid is out his mind I really highly doubt he’s kind
First of all you don’t know me, so muthafucka blow me
I could do it only but id rather have you show me
My spittin proves your phoney, these bitches want to bone me
You'll just end up lonely ill be famous like im Kony
Fist fightings outgrown me, I’d rather use a bomb
Strapped it to my chest the best spot besides the palm
Saddam plus Osama and Obama all been through it
So why can't I lie, if the government can do it
Speaking tounge fucking fluent, I talk and write in kite
Try to show you how to do it but you walk away in spite
Every single wires tied and fried inside my head
Just installed a fire pit outside so I can hide the dead
By burning bodies up, I just wanna show them hell
Got possessed and brought a Ouija board to show and tell
Drinking liquor out of thirst, I’m the first to grab a blunt
I don’t ever talk shit, fuck your back I'll stab the front
Make a hex like its for fun, I don’t flex and I don’t stunt
Tell a girl I love her having sex and then I run
See I'ma nice man but my penis gets the best of me
Some ecstasy the chick who texted me’ll have sex with me
This right heres off the top of my head
I won't ever stop rapping till im dropping and dead
Plus Im copping the bread, Plan B gets it done
Wallet more fat than kims ass and big pun
Hate life but i'ma live it, get a midgets' digits
Fuck it till it seizures, laugh while it fidgets
If god ever rises homie that’ll be the end of me
See I’m the entity that the devil just pretends to be
Laughing at you crackin shit, but dare to talk back a bit
Smack you with a knife, cut off the hand you always jackin with
Shutup bitch, cause I'ma keep flowing
See you on the street hit you with my jeep and keep going

[Hook]
Everytime I’m rhyming all these people go cray
But I'ma always say, what I wanna say
Still I hear em praying I won't make it all the way
Oh its on now, Muthafucka (X2)