it’s on lyrics – ice-t

[intro:]

yo, ice, the organization say they can’t stay in business with us any
longer. what you gonna do?

we always knew we were gonna come to this point sooner or later… we have
absolutely no option but to move forward. we’ll have to set up our own
distribution, manufacturing, run a totally indipendent organization and
operation. we still got our connections in texas, miami, new york, chicago,
detroit and soldiers on the street willing to die. i can’t put any cut on
the product… i just can’t live like that. but from now on if any cops
get in our way… [3 gunshots]

[verse 1:]

turn up the mic, dog
so i can get off
find me charlton heston and we might
cut his head off
i’m not to be f*cked with
step in the range of my guage and get bucked quick
n*gg*s, hoes, i don’t know who you are
my friends or foes
smile in my face
and plot to kill me behind doors
i got a new att*tude
no trust
got me in a corner
all a n*gg* can do is bust
it may be you
there’s gonna be a lot of dead before i’m through
i’m ’bout to break off n*gg*s who play me and dis me
try to switch from side to side like the ??? ???
the damage is done
source magazine
you’re the first one
you try to dis chuck, cube and me
how the f*ck you pick us 3?
you punk motherf*ckers ain’t sh*t
you’re just a bunch of hoes
makin’ money off the pros
and when i see i get you in my sights
i give yo’ *ss a story to write
cause it’s on

[chorus:]

it’s on motherf*cker
and you can’t turn the sh*t off
catch you in the streets and your *ss’ll get tossed
bang! bang! bang! cause it ain’t no thang
to put in work and watch your head burst

[verse 2:]

a lot of fans ain’t shiy
let me repeat:
a lot of fans ain’t shiy
quick to flip if our group don’t hit
that don’t make you nothin but a pop ho b*tch
and i don’t need ya
i love to bleed ya
all i ever wanted was a real n*gg*’s praise
but the sad motherf*ckin fact
is that ain’t that many real motherf*ckers these days
game knows game i know too many who plays the name
and i can make it in the music or the street game
i still got hoes that’ll work
still got crews that’ll work
still roll with an extra clip
and those who think they’ll stop me
doubt it
those motherf*ckers better think about it
you’d besta let me rap
ice back on the streets?
you don’t want that
cause i break ill
and you really ???

[chorus:]

it’s on motherf*cker
and you can’t turn the sh*t off
catch you in the streets and your *ss’ll get tossed
bang! bang! bang! cause it ain’t no thing
to put in work and watch your body jerk

[verse 3:]

it’s on motherf*cker
you godd*mn right it’s on
my royalty cheque
yeah, fool, i write my own
i own my own label
put my own sh*t out
so no one tells me what the f*ck to talk about
and all the suckas that said i was through:
you need to wake up to my view
i’m fallen off
ha! ha! that’s a joke!
you motherf*ckers are still unknown and broke
and i’m stankin’ rich
my f*ckin maid lives better than you, b*tch
so shut your trap
when it comes to this level of game
you don’t know jack
cia
fbi
irs
try to ??? for sweat
but they’ll never sweat you son
cause you’re broke
and you’re dumb
and you’re no threat to no one
them fools don’t play
i gotta deal with those motherf*ckers every day
they’d love to get me behind bars
they hawk a n*gg* like i’m carlos escobar
but in a way i am
been puttin dope on the street for years
and don’t give a d*mn
so i’m thinkin about them, friend
the real motherf*ckin gangstas wanna see me end
it’s gonna end up in a bloodbath
no doubt
that’s the only way i’m going out

[chorus:]

it’s on motherf*cker
and you can’t turn the sh*t off
catch you in the streets and your *ss’ll get tossed
bang! bang! bang! cause it ain’t no thing
to put in work and watch your head burst

/ ice t lyrics