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It's On
Beanie Sigel
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Bear witness to the greatest
Can't beat us, join us
Keep heaters on us, with red lasers
Now fair warning, sure shots won't graze ya
We hug corners, play blocks like gators
With bundles on us, serve trays 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 try and break tables
Stack chips like Connect Four
While you pricks try and whip, try and stretch more
Charge less for, that ain't the program
Get ya lessons from the snow man
Like Pillsbury, 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 links
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 Sadie 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 though, claim the shoes
Once again, it's on, nigga
Sigel hard like corn liquor
I'll take you out this world like you was born, nigga
Butt naked, covered in blood
Gassin' 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 outcast since I was a teen
But I outlast, 'cause I out-blast anybody you bring
Young, you got it, the prophet
I told y'all niggas then I showed y'all niggas
You can't knock it, don't get
Carried away, you a mule, nigga, where was you, nigga?
I was doin' this here like Mary J
Like everyday, it was true, nigga
They can't question what we do, Jigga
Once again it's on (do them niggas)
Young run through you niggas (screw them niggas)
Like a glitch in the computer, nigga (whoo, nigga)
I'm the shit, I'm the sewer, nigga (uh)
This is Jay everyday (day)
No days off, Ferris Bueller, nigga
B.C., Fred Krueger niggas
Nightmare your 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, "Sig', stay honest, I'll deposit you a check"
It's a secret society, all we ask is trust (trust)
No G money shit, all we gots is us (we all we got)
And, true indeed, yes
More better, yes, more cheddar
S.P. chain, jeans and sweaters
Movies, cartoons, labels, et cetera
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 want what? (Fuck, want, what?)
None of you niggas is B.C., prick, I'm done with you niggas
Once again it's on
Fuck it, we ain't through with niggas
Twin towers here to ruin niggas
You couldn't break up the towers with Tom Donavitch
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'd rather slide down a razor blade sliding board
I'm a live wire, hula hoop barbed wire
Run through hell with gasoline drawers on
You can't mute me, put the pause on
My gun shoot like Fast Four's on
You dress cute when the war's on
What you doin', dawg? You playin' with it
You make your bed, right? You layin' in it
You keep your shit tight, you stayin' in it
You bringin' niggas where your kids sleep
I sing to niggas while they kids sleep
Rock-a-bye, motherfucker
I hope you high, motherfucker
Ready to die, motherfucker
Who shot ya?
Separate the weak from State Prop' the
Kids who squash beef and rep those streets
Once again, it's on, nigga
Bring the drama to your lawn, nigga
Tell your mama 'bout five, get ready to mourn, sister
It's a, see what you got here's a full-blown twister
You're nothin' but hot air, it's not fair
The reason why 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 why the MAC
Philadelphia Freeway and I'm back
Without leavin', 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 or the records you sold
Deep inside you know that it's only one Hov'
Young Vito, voice of the young people
If my life is a movie, then Sig' gon' be the sequel
We bring it to your door with Bleek peekin' through your peekhole
And don't get scared, nigga, alert your people
Once again, it's on