I’m on One Songtext
von E‐40

You′re on, you're on
You′re on, on, on
You're on, you're on
You′re on (4-3-2-1)

I′m on (one, one, one, one, one)
I'm on (one, one, one, one, one)
I′m on (one, one, one, one, one)
I'm on (one, one, one, one, one)


I′m on like a pot I cook up, I got the hookup
My slap makes the goonies look up, I got 'em shook up
Yolaology yayo college that′s what I took up
Northern California my ninja, put up a shutter
On one, loaded like a shotgun
Smoking like a chimney, higher than the trees in Yosemite
Twisted like a pretzel drink a cranberry and kettle juice
Stay afloat keep my head above sea level
So much hate in my region, so much stress on the brain
Hey, these rappers ain't eating so they need somebody to blame
So they blame it on E-40 'cause I got the biggest name
Ni- that been had no change since Soul Train
Step your bar game up, practice your penmanship
Stop complaining and making excuses ni- make a hit
Just the other day I heard a fu- ni- say
40, y′all winning, but Vallejo ain′t in the bay
I said that sound like some you would say
It's haters like yo′ washed up a- that's in the way
Uhh, Tycoon diamonds gleamin′ like the sun
I'm in a fu- up mood, and a ni- on one (I′m on)

You're on, you're on
You′re on, on, on
You′re on, you're on
You′re on (4-3-2-1)

I'm on (one, one, one, one, one)
I′m on (one, one, one, one, one)
I'm on (one, one, one, one, one)
I′m on (one, one, one, one, one)


Uhh, smoking on sm-, pow wowin' on my cellie
Hustling getting money as a habit
Always getting dusty always in the traffic
Outta town, outta state, doing shows making cake (Uhh)
Spittin' on stage like a savage
Gulliest clubs with the grimiest ba-
Drinking is a ritual it make ma life easier
It′s not so difficult (It′s not so difficult)
I'm at the officiating table drinking shrimp pops
On this Landi Cognac som′n pitiful, uhh
I'm all purpose, I′m took, I'm lightweight wounded, I′m lifted
I'm hecka twisted, sedated you don't get it, ah
I′m out of there in the middle of nowhere
I′m probably outta my mind on this liquor and don't care
(I′m on)

You're on, you′re on
You're on, on, on
You′re on, you're on
You're on (4-3-2-1)

I′m on (one, one, one, one, one)
I′m on (one, one, one, one, one)
I'm on (one, one, one, one, one)
I′m on (one, one, one, one, one)

Uhh, this yay boy, he on one, he get active wit' his gu-
With the purple and Patrón finna take it to the dough
On one won′t stop till it's all gone
Uhh, Marley naps American
He know how to rest my head on the outskirts, but I′m from the trap
Ignorant black, jail waddy I put 12's in the back
Greenbacks, rubber bands thousand stacks
Secret stash box why I hide my mac
Head out the sunroof, bonking hella crack
Yelling hella loud, blank busting in the air
For nutting shooting at the cloud
I ain't listening my fellas say that I′m tripping
My homie still on parole my ni- he pi- testing
Just got out the pot, just got out the shoe, just got through it doing 6
And ain′t supposed to be around this shit (I'm on)

You′re on (I'm on), you′re on (I'm on)
You′re on, on, on
You're on (I'm on), you′re on (I′m on)
You're on (4-3-2-1)

I′m on (one, one, one, one, one)
I'm on (one, one, one, one, one)
I′m on (one, one, one, one, one)
I'm on (one, one, one, one, one)

I′m on
I'm on (4-3-2-1)
I'm on