It's On Lyrics - Home Invasion - Ice T

Yo, Ice 

The organization say they can't stay in business with us any longer 

What you gonna do? 

[Ice-T] 

We always knew we were gonna come to this point sooner or later... 

We have absolutely no option but to move forward. 

We'll have to set up our own distribution, manufacturing, 

run a totally independent organization and operation. 

We still got our connections in Texas, Miami, New York, Chicago, 

Detroit, and soldiers on the street willing to die. 

I can't put any cut on the product... 

I just can't live like that. 

But from now on if any cops get in our way... (5 gunshots) 

[Ice-T] 

Turn up the mic dog, so I can get off 

Find me Charlton Heston and I might cut his head off 

I'm not to be fucked with 

Step in the range of my Gauge and get bucked quick 

Niggas, hoes, I don't know who you are, my friends or foes 

Smile in my face and plot to kill me behind doors 

I got a new attitude, no trust 

Got me in a corner all a nigga can do is bust 

It may be you 

There's gonna be a lot of dead before I'm through 

I'm 'bout to break off niggas who play me and dis' me 

Try to switch from side to side like they whip me 

The damage is done 

Source Magazine, you're the first one {*gunshot*} 

You try to dis Chuck, Cube and me 

How the fuck you pick us 3? 

You punk motherfuckers ain't shit, you're just a bunch of hoes 

Makin' money off the pros 

And when I see I get you in my sights 

I give your ass a story to write 

Cause it's on 

It's on 

[Chorus: Ice-T] 

It's on motherfucker and you can't turn the shit off 

Catch you in the streets and your ass'll get tossed 

Bang! Bang! Bang! Cause it ain't no thang 

To put in work and watch your head burst **a gunshot** 

[Ice-T] 

A lot of fans ain't shit 

Let me repeat 

A lot of fans ain't shit 

Quick to flip if our group don't hit 

They don't make you nothin but a pop ho bitch 

And I don't need ya 

I love to bleed ya 

All I ever wanted was a real nigga's praise 

But the sad motherfuckin' fact 

Is that ain't that many real motherfuckers these days 

Game knows game I know too many who plays the name 

And I can make it in the music or the street game 

I still got hoes that'll work, still got crews that'll hit 

Still roll with an extra clip 

And those who think they'll stop me, doubt it 

Those motherfuckers better think about it 

You'd best to let me rap 

Ice back on the streets? 

You don't want that 

Cause I break ill 

And you really after body count the caps I peel, it's on 

[chorus: Ice-T] 

It's on motherfucker and you can't turn the shit off 

Catch you in the streets and your ass'll get tossed 

Bang! Bang! Bang! Cause it ain't no thing 

To put in work and watch your body jerk 

It's on 

[Ice-T] 

It's on motherfucker you goddamn right 

It's on, my royalty cheque, yeah, fool, I write my own 

I own my own label put my own shit out 

So no one tells me what the fuck to talk about 

And all the suckas that said I was through 

You need to wake up to my view 

I'm fallen off 

Ha! Ha! That's a joke! 

You motherfuckers are still unknown and broke 

And I'm stankin' rich 

My fuckin maid lives better than you, bitch 

So shut your trap 

When it comes to this level of game, you don't know jacks 

CIA, FBI, IRS 

Try to flip us out for sweat 

But they'll never sweat you son 

Cause you're broke and you're dumb and you're no threat to no one 

Them fools don't play 

I gotta deal with those motherfuckers every day 

They'd love to get me behind bars 

They hawk a nigga like I'm Carlos Escobar 

But in a way I am 

Been puttin dope on the street for years and don't give a damn 

So I'm thinkin about them, friend 

The real motherfuckin gangstas want to see me end 

It's gonna end up in a bloodbath, no doubt 

That's the only way I'm going out, it's on 

[Chorus: Ice-T] 

It's on 

It's on motherfucker and you can't turn the shit off 

Catch you in the streets and your ass'll get tossed 

Bang! Bang! Bang! Cause it ain't no thing 

To put in work and watch your head burst 

It's on