It's On Lyrics - Beanie Sigel

Bare witness to the greatest, can't beat us join us 

Keep heaters on us, with red lasers 

Now fair warning, short shots won't graze ya 

We hug corners, play blocks like gators 

With bundles on, serve tre's like waiters 

It's the life we chose, the hustle 

Can't stop it, can't knock it 

Half the profit get flown out Vegas 

Me and my niggas tryna break tables 

Stack chips like Connect 4 

While you pricks try and whip, tryna stretch more 

Charge less for, that ain't the program 

Get'cha lessons from the snowman 

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Like Pillsburry I get the dough man 

I'll off ya head for a slice of bread 

I keep my word and I'm true to my peeps 

Gimme a bird and my crew 'gon eat 

I'm over the stove like Cuban Linx 

Breakin' down cash money like baby do 

You niggas soft like baby food 

'Round the world niggas pay me dues 

While you niggas sing the same old song like Sadies do 

(Same song) 

Grown man, nigga baby who? 

I send you shots from the baby zoo 

Old game like Grady fool, propane flow flame you dudes 

No names don't claim ya shoes 

Photos 

Once again it's on nigga 

Sigel hard like corn liquor 

I take you out this world like you was born nigga 

Butt-naked, covered in blood, gaspin' for air, clingin' for dear life 

Nigga you dead right? 

Since you was a baby, coward 

We been sprinklin' the world with baby powder 

So fresh and so clean 

Been an OutKast since I was a teen 

But I outlast, 'cause I outblast anybody you bring 

Young, you got it the prophet 

I told yall niggas then I showed yall niggas 

You can't knock it 

Don't get carried away you a mute nigga 

(Mute nigga) 

Where was you nigga? I was doin' this here like Mary J. 

Like every day, it was true nigga 

They can't question what we do Jigga 

Once again it's on 

Young run through you niggas 

Like a glitch in the computer nigga 

I'm the shit, I'mma sewer nigga 

This is Jay everyday, no days off 

Ferris Bueler nigga 

B Sig Fred Kruger niggas, nightmare ya medulla nigga 

You scared? 'Cause I glue with Jigga 

He said "Sig' you that nigga" couldn't see his vision 

But then he drew the picture like a compository sketch 

Said if Sig stay honest I'll deposit you a check 

It's a secret society, all we ask is trust 

No G-Money shit, all we gots is us 

(We all we got) 

True indeed, yes, more better, yes 

More chedder, S-P chain, jeans, and sweaters 

Movies, cartoons, labels, etcetera 

Fill in the blanks and drop blocks like Tetris or 

Get off the block run south with M. Betha 

From my block to your block shout out to M-Extra 

(Who the fuck) 

(Fuck) 

(Want) 

(Want) 

(What) 

None of you niggas 

It's B Sig prick, I'm done with you niggas 

Once again it's on 

Fuck we ain't through with niggas, twin towers here to ruin niggas 

You couldn't break up the towers with Tom Donivich 

Or Osama bombin' shit 

We slay niggas with 'K's, we the drama men 

Get it right young scrap, don't even try it boy 

(Boy) 

You rather slide down a razor blade slidin' board 

I'm a livewire, hoolahoop barbwire 

Run through hell with gasoline draws on 

You can't mute me, put the pause on 

My gun shoot like fast-foward's on 

You dress cute when the wars off 

What you doin' dog you playin' wit it 

You make ya bed right you layin' in it 

You keep your share tight, you stayin' in it 

You bringin' niggas where ya kids sleep 

I sing to niggas while the kids sleep 

Roc-a-bye mothafucka 

I hope you high mothafucka 

Ready to die mothafucka 

Who shot ya? Seperate the weak from State Prop to 

Kids squash beef and rep the streets 

Once again it's on nigga, bring the drama to ya lawn nigga 

Tell ya momma bye bye, get ready to mourn sista, it's a 

See what you got here is a full blown twista 

You nothin' but hot air, it's not fair 

The reason while we lead the pack, this is a marathon 

You start off fast, then you wheezin' in the back 

So even if I slack I got enough leeway to put out 

The reason by the Mac 

Philadelphia Freeway and I'm back, without leavin' and I'm here 

But you can't see him, I gave you The Blueprint but you can't be him 

So no matter what you been told and the records you sold 

Deep inside you know that it's only one Hov 

Young veto, voice of the young people 

If my life was a movie then Sigel 'gon be the sequel 

We bring it to ya door with Bleek peekin' through ya peekhole 

And don't get scared nigga, alert ya people 

Once again it's on