It's on You 歌词

歌曲	It's on You
歌手	Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth
专辑	The Main Ingredient
下载	Image LRC TXT

	作词 : Penn, Phillips
	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
	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 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

	zuo ci : Penn, Phillips
	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
	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 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

	zuò cí : Penn, Phillips
	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
	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 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

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