All on Me

[Hook: Joe Budden] You have a problem in the hood, you good, don't ask what it's gon' be Cause if I'm by your side, don't ride, put that all on me Cause you're my brother, you safe when I'm around My bread is yours, hit the safe when I'm around Cause, you can always call on me Your drama shit ever fall on me, just put it all on me [Verse 1: Joell Ortiz] The only child feeling like a brother these days I used to run my own race, now it's a relay So you can take it to the bank when Ortiz stay Homie, you can have it your way when you're in BK It's really hood where my peeps stay I got LeBrons with the arms, D-Wades and let the heat spray My niggas, y'all triggers in the heartbeat Blood thicker than water, but we thicker than concrete So say the word and I'm near If it's somewhere not near, I guess I'll be in the air Or the next thing smoking, hoping it was a Lear So I can get there quick enough to get you in the clear Sitting here vibing, sipping on this Clear Like damn I love you Grown ass man, but I ain't scared to hug you We ride, I'm on your side like that man above you Put it all on me [Hook] [Verse 2: Joe Budden] Know that I'mma give you my all, already proved it Anytime your back's on the wall, I'm down to move it OG's respect me, real niggas honor me Got my Bachelor's in number scams and a con degree Faggots ain't fond of me, frequent where the monsters be Loyalty comes first, guess I'm still an anomaly Always give you honesty, you gained that power Cause you down to stash the burner when you know it ain't showered We ain't share a moms my nigga, we shared songs They tried to raise the bail, I was there like the bonds When your clientele got low, that was damned fine Without a speech I was the beach - brought you the tan line This is a warning, they cramp yours, they cramp mine We should've known if we're both stars, who says we can't align? And even if we see a day we come apart The rules is still John Q, son can have my heart [Hook] [Verse 3: Crooked I] You're my nigga now, you're in the L dot B dot The home of the sticky jars, we own it the cities ours We're rolling in 50 cars patrolling them titty bars Spend 20 large in the semis, ready for any charge We on some mobster shit No "you and me" its 'I and I' we on some rasta shit My A-alike, I say it like we on some conscious shit Rock your watches, I dare niggas to rob your shit Cause it's death before dishonor Our enemies best wear a vest when they step before piranhas, Catch a Heckler or llama Never protect you from the drama Cause I'mma be on point just like the edge of a katana Weapon wet you on my mama From the east side to the city limits - We run it all From the Benji flipping to the pretty women - We've done it all Before niggas was big as Diggy Simmons And we still do so, if you with me then my nigga listen To this intermission [Hook]