Pete Rock, C.L. Smooth - It's on You lyrics
Pete Rock [Peter Phillips] The Bronx, NY, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Pete Rock, C.L. Smooth - It's on You lyrics]
On you ("Smile in my face
Behind my back they talk trash") on you
("Mad and stuff because they
Don't have cash") on you
("When I roll and stroll
Cool always pack a tool")
On you ("Just in case a brother acts a fool")
It's death before dishonor
Strap the vest down tight when
You bring the drama now raise up off mine
And taste it in the raw
Before snipers on the floor galore
In my hardware store
Nightmares of thirsty crooks
Niggas all acting fishy working off the books
Painting pictures of poverty
Causing armed robbery
And if provoked, every last one gets smoked
No doubt for real it's like wildlife
Where thugs forever pull caps and
Always keep a knife
Cause on the strip, warfare's inevitable
Hot steel's incredible and if surprised
The revolution won't be televised
When I supply and demand, as I
Build my currency to expand
Call it progress when I bless
My territory all respect due
But can niggas keep it real? It's on you
Step into the dragon's lair
Where CL's the don and Pete's the creator
Now praise the most high
And represent the best
Cause the number one killer of
Black men is stress
The armed and dangerous, the bulletproof
Couldn't stop the homicide of another youth
Penetrating your body parts with
Hollow point shells, you fraud
Cause vengeance is mine said the Lord, indeed
My own click now turns greedy
Out of twelve of my soldiers
One will deceive me with salt in the game
Shame the family and push
My black ass straight into
A terrifying ambush
The whole empire's at stake
Mastering the streets
Devil the mental won't break and turn snake
For Pete's sake you gotta be true to the crew
So if niggas want to set it, it's on you
Capture the beast within me
Beware when it's moving deep in New York City
The diabolical gangster chronicle mob
Scenes in all directions
The type of connections to get your wig split
Submit the wanted signs posted
Chickens spots for major knots
You get toasted
To the head piece, I release firepower
Only I'm controlling we put in work and got
The right brothers rolling
When hell kicks off we lick off
Keeping mine hard like stone
From the red zone, to each his own
Smile in my face behind my
Back you talk trash
Hope my pockets hit empty
And my Lexus crashed
But not in your wildest dreams
Hear my name in all the
Scandals and all the schemes
I rest in Queens
The Vernonville's my capital
So memorize the cuts
Then give you two more seconds
To get off these nuts, it's on you
Check it, Grap Luva, if you're in the house
Just get on the mic and show
'em what it's all about
It's all about the wicked check one two
Cause I rips a microphone and
Pass it to my crew
I don't drink no brew, I smoke nuff spliffs
I don't have no riffs
So check me as I shoot the gift
Rip rhymes, freestyle rhymes
Off top of the dome every time
I'm glad this shit is going on tape
So I can escape into the
Beat and make nuff papes
Word to God, kicking nuff freestyle rhymes
Behind my back they talk trash") on you
("Mad and stuff because they
Don't have cash") on you
("When I roll and stroll
Cool always pack a tool")
On you ("Just in case a brother acts a fool")
It's death before dishonor
Strap the vest down tight when
You bring the drama now raise up off mine
And taste it in the raw
Before snipers on the floor galore
In my hardware store
Nightmares of thirsty crooks
Niggas all acting fishy working off the books
Painting pictures of poverty
Causing armed robbery
And if provoked, every last one gets smoked
No doubt for real it's like wildlife
Where thugs forever pull caps and
Always keep a knife
Cause on the strip, warfare's inevitable
Hot steel's incredible and if surprised
The revolution won't be televised
When I supply and demand, as I
Build my currency to expand
Call it progress when I bless
My territory all respect due
But can niggas keep it real? It's on you
Step into the dragon's lair
Where CL's the don and Pete's the creator
Now praise the most high
And represent the best
Cause the number one killer of
Black men is stress
The armed and dangerous, the bulletproof
Couldn't stop the homicide of another youth
Penetrating your body parts with
Hollow point shells, you fraud
Cause vengeance is mine said the Lord, indeed
My own click now turns greedy
Out of twelve of my soldiers
One will deceive me with salt in the game
Shame the family and push
My black ass straight into
A terrifying ambush
The whole empire's at stake
Mastering the streets
Devil the mental won't break and turn snake
For Pete's sake you gotta be true to the crew
So if niggas want to set it, it's on you
Capture the beast within me
Beware when it's moving deep in New York City
The diabolical gangster chronicle mob
Scenes in all directions
The type of connections to get your wig split
Submit the wanted signs posted
Chickens spots for major knots
You get toasted
To the head piece, I release firepower
Only I'm controlling we put in work and got
The right brothers rolling
When hell kicks off we lick off
Keeping mine hard like stone
From the red zone, to each his own
Smile in my face behind my
Back you talk trash
Hope my pockets hit empty
And my Lexus crashed
But not in your wildest dreams
Hear my name in all the
Scandals and all the schemes
I rest in Queens
The Vernonville's my capital
So memorize the cuts
Then give you two more seconds
To get off these nuts, it's on you
Check it, Grap Luva, if you're in the house
Just get on the mic and show
'em what it's all about
It's all about the wicked check one two
Cause I rips a microphone and
Pass it to my crew
I don't drink no brew, I smoke nuff spliffs
I don't have no riffs
So check me as I shoot the gift
Rip rhymes, freestyle rhymes
Off top of the dome every time
I'm glad this shit is going on tape
So I can escape into the
Beat and make nuff papes
Word to God, kicking nuff freestyle rhymes