It's On You Lyrics - Pete Rock And Cl Smooth

Chorus (with epmd samples): 

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? always pack a tool) 

On you (just in case, a brother acts a fool) 

[cl smooth] 

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 provoke 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 warefare's inevitable, hot steel's incredible 

And it's a pride the revolution won't be televised 

As 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 

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Chorus 

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 vengence is mine said the lord, indeed 

My own click now truns greedy 

Out of twelve of my soldiers, one will decieve 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 

Chorus 

Photos 

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 

But 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 veronville's my capital, so memorize the cuts 

Then give you two more seconds to get off these nuts, it's on you 

Chorus 

*song fades out and a freestyle session fades in* 

[pete rock] 

Check it, grap luva, if you're in the house 

Just get on the mic and show 'em what it's all about 

[grap luva] 

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 

*fades out*