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 [unverified] always pack a tool)   On you   (Just in case, a brother acts a fool)      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 ware fare'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      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 [unverified] always pack a tool)   On you   (Just in case, a brother acts a fool)      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 vengeance is mine said the lord      Indeed my own click now turns greedy   Out of twelve of my soldiers, one will deceive 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      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 [unverified] always pack a tool)   On you   (Just in case, a brother acts a fool)      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      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 [unverified] always pack a tool)   On you   (Just in case, a brother acts a fool)      Check it, Grap Luva, if you're in the house   Just get on the mic and show 'em what it's all about      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