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IT's on Myself Video (MV)




Performed By: Prick
Language: English
Length: 3:13
Written by: Giuliano Giurdanella




Prick - IT's on Myself Lyrics




Ladies and Gentlemen
It's a pleasure share with y'all
My entrance in the game
This one is the first step of long Season
So now gotta listen
Now you gotta observe
I don't wanna start lying but This song it's on myself
Just one star on this beat just The mother f*cker prick
Ready to realize my f*cking Dreams you cannot Image what I mean
Every time it's like blast, every Time it's like a shot
This music is my relief but also My favourite gun
I can kill myself and it's done
But before I wanna do the shit That l promised, I don't wanna Lie
If you don't know what I'm Talking about shut your F*cking mouth
That's the rap that push me up
It makes me crazy, it blows my F*cking head
Maybe I'm not ready
I've been growing with Slim Shady in the headphone
The Death Row, the Doctor and the Snoopy Doggy Dogg
Oh My God
I'm ruthless
I will show some of myself in This track but then you better Run
I'll show you how to let the real Shit provoke and plus
I got EAZY-E in my heart, so You can't f*ck with us
West Coast, kript walk in my Room, it's big trip, oh f*ck
I got big visions, I'm writing a Big season
About this crazy life, it's a mess So don't blame if I'm still alive
I'm just tryin to tell you what I saw
Tryin to tell you what I want
Tryn to show y'all who i am in this f*cking world
But who I wanna be?
The og Giuls in the Inglewood Spreading rhymes with the gang boyz in the hood
So what you wanna do buddy?
Listen to some good rap never killed noboby
You will not listen to rapshit Anymore, hope you got it (You Ain't got it)
Just don't waste yo time Mr I Wanna it
Cuz this shit is real and time is Money
That's why I'm moving on
That's why my life is a big wow
Rapping forward with all my Words
LA in the way back to Gold Coast
Sunshine Coast, it's a dream Made out of gold
That's the truth that's all I want
Sorry I'm getting crazy like Everytime
These feelings that wake me up A night are not a good sign
So pray for me lil homies
I got stucked for a love, just say Iy, "f*ck you honey!" (F*uck you Bitch)
Love makes weak but my music Ain't so shit
Call me how you want, I'm the Mother f*cker prick
You the devil in the ass of bitch
Me the angels in the God's seat
Best badass team ever
I made a promise with God, Now we work together
The funny thing is that if I die we are gonna live together
Making magic rhymes in the Heaven for the humans who Ain't got that style
To prepare myself for when I'll Die
And if I won't
I'll leave a sing in this f*cking World
A big sign like the dollar signa
With one destination California Sunshine
OG, school trip, that's the way That we treat
I'm funky, I'm strange, but I Don't give a damn thing.
So here we go now
The first ep, the fisrt trip is over
Get ready for a new adventure
Get ready for the next episode
Get ready to dream again
All my pleasure, the Sir, just the Mother f*cker Prick
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Ladies and Gentlemen
It's a pleasure share with y'all
My entrance in the game
This one is the first step of long Season
So now gotta listen
Now you gotta observe
I don't wanna start lying but This song it's on myself
Just one star on this beat just The mother f*cker prick
Ready to realize my f*cking Dreams you cannot Image what I mean
Every time it's like blast, every Time it's like a shot
This music is my relief but also My favourite gun
I can kill myself and it's done
But before I wanna do the shit That l promised, I don't wanna Lie
If you don't know what I'm Talking about shut your F*cking mouth
That's the rap that push me up
It makes me crazy, it blows my F*cking head
Maybe I'm not ready
I've been growing with Slim Shady in the headphone
The Death Row, the Doctor and the Snoopy Doggy Dogg
Oh My God
I'm ruthless
I will show some of myself in This track but then you better Run
I'll show you how to let the real Shit provoke and plus
I got EAZY-E in my heart, so You can't f*ck with us
West Coast, kript walk in my Room, it's big trip, oh f*ck
I got big visions, I'm writing a Big season
About this crazy life, it's a mess So don't blame if I'm still alive
I'm just tryin to tell you what I saw
Tryin to tell you what I want
Tryn to show y'all who i am in this f*cking world
But who I wanna be?
The og Giuls in the Inglewood Spreading rhymes with the gang boyz in the hood
So what you wanna do buddy?
Listen to some good rap never killed noboby
You will not listen to rapshit Anymore, hope you got it (You Ain't got it)
Just don't waste yo time Mr I Wanna it
Cuz this shit is real and time is Money
That's why I'm moving on
That's why my life is a big wow
Rapping forward with all my Words
LA in the way back to Gold Coast
Sunshine Coast, it's a dream Made out of gold
That's the truth that's all I want
Sorry I'm getting crazy like Everytime
These feelings that wake me up A night are not a good sign
So pray for me lil homies
I got stucked for a love, just say Iy, "f*ck you honey!" (F*uck you Bitch)
Love makes weak but my music Ain't so shit
Call me how you want, I'm the Mother f*cker prick
You the devil in the ass of bitch
Me the angels in the God's seat
Best badass team ever
I made a promise with God, Now we work together
The funny thing is that if I die we are gonna live together
Making magic rhymes in the Heaven for the humans who Ain't got that style
To prepare myself for when I'll Die
And if I won't
I'll leave a sing in this f*cking World
A big sign like the dollar signa
With one destination California Sunshine
OG, school trip, that's the way That we treat
I'm funky, I'm strange, but I Don't give a damn thing.
So here we go now
The first ep, the fisrt trip is over
Get ready for a new adventure
Get ready for the next episode
Get ready to dream again
All my pleasure, the Sir, just the Mother f*cker Prick
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Writer: Giuliano Giurdanella
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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