It's On

All that I own, I weep on

Grew up on 36 mine was filled with dirty tricks
Dog was scratching on the surface like the coat was filled with ticks
Burn the boat and sink the ships the mission is to rob the rich
Sleeper assassins I get the call then they hit the switch
Shallow pretences shut the arrows I bent this the universe has endless
Into deep space I send this

That's how long it takes for you to get the message shot
Like fingers gate edges and let the weak make pledges
Park all in on steep edges sunbar brawling like the meat headed one
Get the spark Edison copy of myself I shed it anytime they test

We dead it assigning the credit for those that's really spoon fed it
My Platoon they hate to see the sun charted me and bones connect
Like we brothers at birth this parted
Who was flood the babies looking what they started
True to how it's crafted all of my books highly regarded

Mind playing tricks as I rose
I'm fixing my mental chains and metal stains until you doze
Villain rose crystal rings methamphetamine pros
Supply these rappers golden globes
Exercise for frozen loads sleeper cell poet
As the grand rise it flows and lows
Cake no bakery act the shell's not on my toes

It's hell but still we grew out the fire that's high hopes
I'm trying to see the milky way you cool with your block though
I'm cocky when it's time to let a silverback fly
Go buck at you like a Bronco untill you leave like Flocko
Paid colossal cut off my left ear at the art show
Home with a hit and run hitting gun get your top blown

I need a clone to find my equal my son he be my sequel
I hold him in the sun like symbol on the steeple
Family can't slavery so fear any my Helix people
I went through it so you can feel it Jesus feet easily

All that I own
All that I own
All that I own
All that I own
I weep on
I weep on
I weep on
I weep

Show me you, what you doing?
You're not doing nothing



Credits
Writer(s): Justin Dante Cross, James Warden Leigh
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