It’s on You Pete Rock & CL Smooth
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[Chorus: Erick Sermon (Sampled)]
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, cool always pack a tool)
On you (Just in case... a brother acts a fool)
[Verse 1: C.L. 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 if provoked, 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, warfare's inevitable, hot steel's incredible
And if surprised, the revolution won't be televised
When 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: Erick Sermon (Sampled)]
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, cool always pack a tool)
On you (Just in case... a brother acts a fool)
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, cool always pack a tool)
On you (Just in case... a brother acts a fool)
[Verse 1: C.L. 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 if provoked, 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, warfare's inevitable, hot steel's incredible
And if surprised, the revolution won't be televised
When 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: Erick Sermon (Sampled)]
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, cool always pack a tool)
On you (Just in case... a brother acts a fool)
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