Skinnyman, Taskforce - It's On You lyrics

I'm sick of hearing people say how they
Got everything going bad for them
And how the world's against them and
How the whole scene hates them
And how it's holding them back
Boy you know what it weren't me
It weren't the task force
It weren't the Mud Fam
The Bury Cru or Mark B
So I run around town searching for clues
And all them people losing touch
Bredrens it's on you
I'm a drill a bray the Milky Way
For trying to operate a scam
This is an expose resistance makes a stand
Who do you think we are
Some fly by night militia
Just take hold of your positions
The storms about to start
And you ain't never gonna make this
Cos it ain't in your heart


You piss take and get taken over real sharp
I hope you followed the description
Of my story so far
Cos we ain't operating petty
Over wars and feuds so at the end of the
Night bredren it's on you
It's on you bredren so what ya gonna do
Chorus mC's it's on you
DJ's it's on you
And the man's making beats for
Their crews it's on you it's on you

For those who boost their
Skills with their clothes
For those who run stagnated rap flows
It's over when Eno screams Red Rum
The rhythm murderer smashing verbal
Rockers on drums
Practical production over flowing instruments
Desirable finales that remain
Your only influence
Ripped from my inputs your about to be buried
In the graveyard under moonlit cemetries
Your decision is to tearaway like delinquents
Put aside your insolance for
Some hard spoken militance
Dominate civilians with minus a millions
Operation get a slice of the
Pie and stay high chorus

It's on you with no blame
Being thrown off the stage
It's on me when my
Rhymes broke down yesterday
I'm saying it's on you
To accept reasoning way
It's on you includes those who
Love to lay the blame
I've heard rappers excuses of why
They can't make it
And producers say that our rappers are shit
But it ain't down to you to
Give hope and new improved
It's not just on me it's not just on you
I'm saying when I pull my weight
Dreams start to come true
If you're wack it's on you don't
Blame the world for your failure
It's all down to you whats gonna
Make ya or break ya
It's on you bredren how longs
It gonna take ya

There ain't no finger to point
No name to call if anyone's to blame for our
Downfall it's us all from wack MC's confused
About their identities
To journalists in magazines saying you'll
Never cut the cheese
There's things to be considered
Within the industries
Of A and R's who's only
Concern is making the G's
Take the art form take it apart from the norm
Add their little bit of booj cos
Their whole plans to chartstorm
Box and MTV are best to pull up their socks
Cos fake man with all awards we're
Gonna knock off your blocks
So all the fake groups pulled together
By those A and R's
Filling your heads with how they'll take
You make ya into stars
Shooting videos with bimbos and
Hired out cars
Getting down with media hypenitis drinking
In the plush bars that's the promise but not
Your artisticness to flourish
Cos when it does they'll shelf you
And say your music's rubbish
And this mud overstand bogus operation
Of the one hit wonders claim to
Be the latest pop sensation
Now I'm gonna do whatever I want to
To make myself follow through cos
The rest is on you it's on you to kids with
Those sprays on trains
Tagging mud fams name to
Help our shit maintain
It's on you to kids in the record shops
Keep it real and spend your
Money on the British Hip-Hop
It's on you to DJ's on rap radio's
Who play our shit on their shows
To make sure everybody knows
It's on you to recognise exactly what you got
Even though you might of thought
That it's not what chorus

All you rappers, DJ's, producers, breakers
Taggers
All the elements of Hip-Hop must strive
Together to be alive together
Because basically it's on all of us
It ain't on one of us
It ain't on the Yankees to lead the way
It's all about the UK it's on us today
It's on you

Yeah it's the Task Force
It's the Farma G and Mr Chester P Hackenbush
Eno Red Rum, Mark B
Big up to Skinnyman, Mongo, the Bury Cru
Yeah Mr Thing on the cuts and DJ Vadim
Big up Jodie Green and all
Mans supporting the cause
Don't put this shit on pause
This is the K'Boro shit, ninety nine lick
Get ready cos we're coming