• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• What's New - Frank Sinatra
• What's New - Perry Como
• What's New - Linda Ronstadt
• It's On - Mary J. Blige
• It's On - Korn
• It's On - DMX
• It's On - Tony Yayo
• It's On - Sean Paul
• It's On - Ice-T
• It's On - Chamillionaire
• It's On - Demi Lovato
• What's On - Sicko
• It's On - W.C.
• It's On - Lil' Wyte
• It's On - Layzie Bone
• It's On - Beanie Sigel
• It's On - SuperChick
• It's On - En Vogue
• It's On - Naughty By Nature
• It's On - Nesian Mystik
• It's On - Kid Ink
• It's On - DJ Clue
• It's On - Wild Orchid
• What's New - Cecilia Dale
• It's Now - Imperial Teen
• It's On - Fiend
• It's On - Hellyeah
• It's On - Nu Flavor
• It's On - Planet Asia
• It's On - NLT
• It's On - Richie Rich
• It's On - Camp Rock
• It's On - Bio Killaz
• It's On - Camp Rock 2 The Final Jam
• It's On - Hell Yeah
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• What's New - Pilfers
• It's On - Smilez And Southstar
• It's On - Manbreak

What's new?
How is the world treating you?
You haven't changed a bit
Lovely as ever, I must admit
What's new?
How did that romance come through?
We haven't met since then
Gee, but it's nice to see you again
What's new?
Probably I'm boring you
But seeing you is grand
And you were sweet to offer your hand
I understand. Adieu!
Pardon my asking what's new
Of course you couldn't know

Whats new?
How is the world treating you?
You havent changed a bit,
Lovely as ever I must admit.
Whats new?
How did that romance come through?
We havent met since then,
Gee but its nice to see you again!
Whats new?
Probably Im boring you,
But seeing you is grand,
And you were sweet to offer your hand.
I understand.
Adieu!
Pardon my asking whats new,
Of course, you couldnt know,
I havent changed,
I still love you so!
Of course, you couldnt know,
I havent changed, I still love you so,
I still love you so!
Music by Bob Haggart
with lyrics by Johnny Burke 1939

What's new?
How is the world treating you
You haven't changed a bit
Handsome as ever I must admit
What's new?
How did that romance come through
We haven't met since then
Gee but it's nice to see you again
What's new?
Probably I'm boring you
But seeing you is grand
And you were sweet to offer your hand
I understand
Adieu
Pardon my asking what's new
Of course you couldn't know
I haven't changed
I still love you so
Adieu
Pardon my asking what's new
Of course you couldn't know
I haven't changed

And it's on, and it's on,
and it's on, and it's on,
And it's on tonight
It's about time that we met
And it's about time a love I won't forget
For so long I've waited for the chance
To be with you
And to lie with you baby
In my dreams I take you by the hand
In our house on the beach
Making love on jet black sand
Baby finally the time
Has come for us to share
The joy that we will need
And nothing can compare
I waited all my life
Boy for you to come along
And make that joyful sacrifice
Two kids, a dog, and a home
Is like a dream come to life
When I look into your dazing eyes
All my life I've waited
To get next to you
You, baby you
And every night I've prayed
Your love would come my wayAnd finally the time

Come on!
Save some for me, it's what I like.
I wanna play, you know it's time.
Something is calling, I can't keep from falling.
Come on!
It's on!
Now see it's my fault, angels stabbing me inside.
Nothing changes, just rearranges, for me this time.
Once I cave in, what can I fight?
I can never win, my self I don't like,
I don't like, I don't like, I don't like.
Something is calling, I can't keep from falling.
Come on!
It's on!
You see it's my fault, angels stabbing me inside.
Nothing changes, just rearranges, for me this time.
This time. This... time.
For me, inside. Put me inside.
Hold me, this time. Put me inside.
Come on!

Ugh Dmx
Clueminati
Is ya'll motherfuckers ready for the Ruff Ride!
Grrrrr!
When I speak I'm understood, my decision is wood
See what I'm able to see, (ugh) cuz my vision is good
It's like I see through the eyes of a wise old man
So I chill, and when I can kill this guy's whole fam
Something better to be thought dumb and remain silent
Then to open your mouth and remove (?) cuz if it came violent
See I'm gonna give it to you straight, so you don't ask anymore
You don't really want what you asking me for
It's a war (ugh), when it's on it's on, when I'm long (what)
Till I'm gone and I ain't got long
But while I'm here, (ugh) ya'll niggaz gonna burn
Be (?) after this money (what) and ya'll niggaz gonna learn
All this fucking weak you've been talking about that driveby
And they did nothing but driveby's
Listen shorty I'm telling you this for your own good
(Uhh) Everybody is the man in they own hood, for real
Yeah cuz if it's on it's on
Bitch niggas keep frontin' then your ass is gone!!
I always keep my enemies the closest (uhh)
Always make sure I know where the toast is (uhh)
Always cover my tracks when I creep
Always get away when I'm done to relax to D
I always know the rules of the game before I play
And always keep enough dough to know I'm good for the day
Always walk my dogs off the leash and
Always get my thoughts off the streets and
Always will ever lend a hand in borrow
And always no matter what plan for tomorrow
I always pay my respects to the dead
I always take at least one blunt to the head
Now always know -- (cut off) is gonna end up getting fucked
And always know-- (cut off) is gonna end up getting stuck!
I'm always strapped; I'm always cracked
I've always rapped; it's always that
Always black
Never try to knock off rock on the block that ain't yours
Never take a man's life cuz you hate yours
Never become so involved with something that it blinds you
Never forget where you from someone who reminds you
Never take for granted what's been given as a gift
And if I sleep on -- (cut off) left that nigga stiff
Never turn your back on -- you don't trust
Never turn your gat on -- and don't bust
Never expect to give away with cent -- more than twice
Never forget you could get it too for a price
Never bring a two and -- if you scared to die
Never gonna do it -- if you scared to drive
Never gonna be another day it gets dark
Never get it -- here for the heart
Never say never, cuz I never thought, this never thought never
Ever caught better, getting cheddar, with doing better, Dmx!
Uhh Dmx
Clueminati
Ruff Ryder's
Motherfucker
Ya'll niggaz don't know, how it's gonna go, For real (uhh!)
It's Dark & Hell is Hot
Y-O Motherfucker
School Street
Home of the Brave we all here baby
Mundo! Telemundo!

Uh, yea doe I liked the way you flipped this 1 doe
Yea, doe pesci on the boards
Public enemies
[Verse:]
Picture me rolloin I came real far dog
My sprinklers coming out the ground like a ground hog
Yea the yard moach and the pool shop
That's big boy talk my landscape a guap
Taking fancy trips fly to amsterdam
Just to mix the k up with the afghan
Yea I'm half man, yea I'm half amazing
Bicth nigga layed up cause a nigga greatin
[Repeat]
Alot a niggaz coming home from that fedalaws
They violate, cause jail is a revolving door
I see the steps with no staircase
And keep my head above water always keep the fate
And always fuck the jake I ball like jordan junior
Watch them haters cause them haters out there wanna ruin ya
I turn champagne to shampoo
Waves rozay so them haters start to damn screw
But I mean mug it back nigga
Flashback when I use to take packs nigga
But I'm a big boss now, drug cash cow
Harry winston bout 60 thou
No lying, she flying, nigga dyin when I hit em with the motherfucking iron
Shout out to pablo escabar son I heard he in miami
You know, rest in peace to farrat fox
Michael jackson
Shout to johnny depp public enemies
He's the 1 that motivated me to do this tape
Movies number 1 now
Shout to 50, blue what up
Niggaz know what it is man

[Intro]
Yeah!
Well dey a hav some bwoy a gwaan like dem a gal short
(Dem a get caught)
Yuh bwoy a dem mind a nuh too sharp
Yuh dun kno say right now,
Blackshot and Sean-A-Paul a lef dem inna di dark
(Dutty Yeah!)
True to our ways jus gimme di light and pass di dro
Dey gyals a likein pon our flow
Hear what I say now rudebwoy
Di girls nuh waan nuh friars nuh connivers
Watch out let me talk to har den
[Chorus]
Girl it is on, at four o' clock in di morn'
An I been watchin' you shake dat ting
Man dem a try, dem a get deny
Caw I'm gonna tek dat ting
Girl it is mine, a long time me a line
An pan we fi waan you to shake dat ting
Gyal dem a round an
Dem a try tek yuh crown
A nuff a dem just, ain't nothing
[Verse]
Dat ting a weh yuh got dey
Weh yuh get it from, a mus yuh mama
Do you fault dey, from me like a champion a bubble pon di
Chart dey, gyal a look yuh hav me
A we waan to slap dey from di front an to di back dey
From di bed an to di matinee,
We haffi blow, pull out di guns an pop pop
It's dey fault dey, energy dey dey a so dey gimme di buff
An look pon me, baby put it on me
Right a now yuh mek di Dutty dap a feel horny
[Chorus]
Girl it is on, at four o' clock in di morn'
An I been watchin' you shake dat ting
Man dem a try, dem a get deny
Caw I'm gonna tek dat ting
Girl it is mine, a long time me a line
An pan we fi waan you to shake dat ting
Gyal dem a round an
Dem a try tek yuh crown
A nuff a dem just, ain't nothing
[Verse]
From yuh step up inna di place, dance just light up
Man dem a run alla dem chase an dem a hype up
Which one, a which one a dem a get it first, fight up
Looks like dem man dey a go up inna di Fight Club
I can ear dem say, gyal yuh body look ripe up
An dem waan play all dey number dem a type up
Waan tek yuh away, but it was me dat she sight up
Sean-A-Paul everyday a get di lovin, well a hype's up
[Chorus]
Girl it is on, at four o' clock in di morn'
An I been watchin' you shake dat ting
Man dem a try, dem a get deny
Caw I'm gonna tek dat ting
Girl it is mine, a long time me a line
An pan we fi waan you to shake dat ting
Gyal dem a round an
Dem waan tek yuh crown
A nuff a dem just, ain't nothing
[Verse]
Dat ting a weh yuh got dey
Weh yuh get it from, a mus yuh mama
Do you fault dey, from me like a champion a bubble pon di
Chart dey, gyal a look yuh hav me
A we waan to slap dey from di front an to di back dey
From di bed an to di matinee,
We haffi blow, pull out di guns an pop pop
It's dey fault dey, energy dey dey a so dey gimme di buff
An look pon me, baby put it on me
Right a now yuh mek di Dutty dap a feel horny
[Chorus]
Girl it is on, at four o' clock in di morn'
An I been watchin' you shake dat ting
Man dem a try, dem a get deny
Caw I'm gonna tek dat ting
Girl it is mine, a long time me a line
An pan we fi waan you to shake dat ting
Gyal dem a round an
Dem a try tek yuh crown
A nuff a dem just, ain't nothing

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...
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 fucked with
Step in the range of my guage and get bucked quick
Niggas, 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 attitude
No trust
Got me in a corner
All a nigga 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 niggas 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 fuck you pick us 3?
You punk motherfuckers ain't shit
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' ass a story to write
Cause it's on
It's on motherfucker
And you can't turn the shit off
Catch you in the streets and your ass'll get tossed
Bang! Bang! Bang! cause it ain't no thang
To put in work and watch your head burst
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 bitch
And I don't need ya
I love to bleed ya
All I ever wanted was a real nigga's praise
But the sad motherfuckin fact
Is that ain't that many real motherfuckers 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 motherfuckers 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 ???
It's on motherfucker
And you can't turn the shit off
Catch you in the streets and your ass'll get tossed
Bang! Bang! Bang! Cause it ain't no thing
To put in work and watch your body jerk
It's on motherfucker
You Goddamn right it's on
My royalty cheque
Yeah, fool, I write my own
I own my own label
Put my own shit out
So no one tells me what the fuck 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 motherfuckers are still unknown and broke
And I'm stankin' rich
My fuckin maid lives better than you, bitch
So shut your trap
When it comes to this level of game
You don't know jack
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 motherfuckers every day
They'd love to get me behind bars
They hawk a nigga like I'm Carlos Escobar
But in a way I am
Been puttin dope on the street for years
And don't give a damn
So I'm thinkin about them, friend
The real motherfuckin gangstas wanna see me end
It's gonna end up in a bloodbath
No doubt
That's the only way I'm going out
It's on motherfucker
And you can't turn the shit off
Catch you in the streets and your ass'll get tossed
Bang! Bang! Bang! Cause it ain't no thing

[Intro]
3 million, 4 million, 5 million
Haha, we gon' need a money exchange
It's on, it's on, it's on, it's on...
[Talking over chants of "It's on"]
September 18th, the album is done baby
Yeah! Ultimate Victory!
Uh, Mixtape Messiah, I'm on fire
And you know this man...
[Verse]
I'm so tired of getting cheddar, my cheddar be getting mad
I told my cheddar chill, money hid inside my stash
I'm so far into the future, I can't even see the past
I'm the ish, baby maybe give a baby diaper rash
So greedy that my hand look like it's in need of cash
I'm so greedy that my hand look like it's been eating grass
Want to see the zoo? You don't even need a pass
The wildlife in my garage, how can you not see the jag?
You think you can stop my cash, and I'ma tell you how
9-1-1 are the snitch buttons on the dial
I put so many jewels on the table on a tile
To push all the ice off, you gon' need a snow plough
I be drilling it and killing it like Jason in a mask
Man this idiot done asked me if Texas rap will last
And Roscoes, chicken and waffles on the table, acting fat
Or in the middle of Mr. Chiles, putting a table on my town
That means I ain't local so don't ask me bout a grill
I am untouchable so don't ask me how I feel
Real people ain't have to say it so don't ask me if I'm real
Make a girl squeal, have her acting like a seal
I turned on the news, Paris Hilton going to jail
I got gold diggers in jail that say protection is for sale
I know me having money is the truth cause my deal
Just talked, looked at me like "You, you God, hail"
My money is my money, my money ain't a little
I open up the safe and there's money in the middle
The Victory is coming, for now here goes the riddle
What's a 170 thousand in the colour of a skittle?
What is it? What is it? The candy stuff I live it
Just look in my garage, you can't even say what isn't
A digit, a digit, then add another digit
The bank is like my homie so the safe is what I visit
So listen, Chamillionaire is about to snatch the crown
No matter of fact, just rewind it back cause I've already got it now
I'm so grown up, and rap is like a child
When I'm talking, hope you ain't talking back before I lift my hand and pow!
My style's versatile, no copy in my style
The printer of my ink, you gon' make a copy how?
That's suicide, better call a gravedigger now
He'll be digging a hole in your back yard like a child
Soul got karma, hip-hop got ?karm/calm?
Tell the Internet stands, that I said I'm number one
My Victory is done, who's sick? It's me, it's none
I'm getting at everybody like Superhead's tongue
My nuts weigh a tonne, they bigger than your gun
No homo but my flow's so good I think I'm bout to cum
...Uhh, can't prevent it, global warming
Know what I'm talking bout? Haha I think its bout to start storming
I whip you at your show but wait til you finish performing
I show up at your residence while roosters is yawning
Like Phoenix Arizona, nuts in the morning
I at your crib early giving juice to your woman
Like H-Town, Texas, I know Hollywood boys
That can hit a golf ball in the sky with good points
I watch ?Homer? flicks but ladies get moist
I'll make a girl scream and sound like it's a good noise
Rappers bow down to the sound of my voice
I'm the rapper that you picking and the south, good choice
Got big Tonka trucks that don't sound like toys
And I got homeboys with five 9's like Royce
You choice, better be stinging like a Cobra
When my homies get it popping like a soda
Cola, if your not Chamillionaire then it's over
Top of the charts, I'ma hit it like a Cobra
Sep-tember-eight-teen

Drums
A little guitar, please
One, two, three, four
I hope you're ready for the time of your life
Just look at me, I put a gleam in your eye
Buckle up, we're gonna take you for a ride
Let's go, we got you going, get in the vibe
Everybody, put your hands to the sky
Buckle up, we're gonna take you, take you high
Show me, show me, show me, show me, show what you got
Come on, come on, come on, come on, ready or not
La-la-la-la-la, let me see how you rock
It's on, it's on, it's on
Get crazy, crazy, crazy, take it over the top
'Cause we, 'cause we, 'cause when we rock, we let it rock
Rock it, rock it, rock it, dance till we drop
It's on, it's on, it's on
Okay now, are you ready?
One, two
One, two, three, four
Showstoppin' when I step in the place
Before it's done, you're gonna beg me to stay
Get on board, come on, let's ride the wave
Let's go, let's go, we just do what we do
Watch me break and pop, I'll blast it for you
You wanna rock like us?
'Cause we're never second place
(You ready?)
Show me, show me, show me, show me, show what you got
Come on, come on, come on, come on, ready or not
La-la-la-la-la, let me see how you rock
It's on, it's on, it's on
Get crazy, crazy, crazy, take it over the top
'Cause we, 'cause we, 'cause when we rock, we let it rock
Rock it, rock it, rock it, dance till we drop
It's on, it's on, it's on
Okay now, are you ready?
Come on
One, two
One, two, three
The-the-the-there is no competition
That's why we're in the number one position
Your crew can't hang with us
Man, we're too dangerous
Ain't got the style or the stamina
Just doin' my thing
Get hooked on my swing
Rockin' the place, droppin' the bass
Makin' all the girls sing
Yeah, we make the bells ring
(It's on, it's on)
Drums
Yeah
A little guitar, please
One, two, three, four
Show me, show me, show me, show me, show what you got
Come on, come on, come on, come on, ready or not
La-la-la-la-la, let me see how you rock
It's on, it's on, it's on
Show me
Get crazy, crazy, crazy, take it over the top
'Cause we, 'cause we, 'cause when we rock, we let it rock
Rock it, rock it, rock it, dance till we drop
It's on, it's on, it's on
Show me, show me, show me, show me, show what you got
Come on, come on, come on, come on, ready or not
(What you got)
La-la-la-la-la, let me see how you rock
It's on, it's on, it's on
Get crazy, crazy, crazy, take it over the top
(Over the top)
'Cause we, 'cause we, 'cause when we rock, we let it rock
Rock it, rock it, rock it, dance till we drop
It's on, it's on, it's on
One, two
One, two, three, four

It's a crystal clear defining point
when I'm out of here
and you're out of joint
and it's gotten way off track
so far it's never coming back
and no markers here to compensate
for the way the trail just dissipates
And I go to sleep
when you want to talk
if I don't compare I'll just sit and stare
when you strip everything away
and all you see is what's on
and what you see is what you get
Find it hard to believe
what you're sure is real
and can you describe the way you feel
exactly at this time
pin the tail, turn it on a dime
do you love the strong and silent boys
keep to themselves
selfish with their toys
And although I know
that's not what you planned
what's so hard to understand
when you strip everything away

(feat. Koupsta)
[W.C.]
Let the games begin, any of y'all testing when
Cranking again, swanging again, let the gangstas in
Back causing tragedies straight from the gladiator academy
Bouncing on 16 that will be, sagging
Committed to smashing, thrashing
Backhand smacking, back with what y'all been lacking
Ladies pour the yac up, turn this track up
And if you ain't sharing that pussy back up
I got niggas in 600s, with large chips
Hard dicks, fresh off the yard for licks
Dipping, with full clips cooking them birds
Running trips, and running that lungs and lips
Shots ready, big fetty, bombs steady
Got my own slang neer ask Fonzerelli
Spit gator it carefully, swerve in the cheve
Watching veterans skip it gets no better than this
[Chorus]
We gone roll motherfucker, believe it's on
We gone smoke this motherfucker till the weed is gone
We gone let the hundred spokes twist all day
We gone smash on these haters till we all paid
Ride niggas, ride niggas, my niggas ride will you
Ride niggas, ride niggas, my niggas ride will you
[Koupsta]
Somebody act Koup Deville off the lot, calico cocked
Hot with 16 fin to close down shop
Some strictly where it's certified, khakis and biscuits
Smack you senseless, make you a bag in the district
A nigga swift, and got to gasping for oxygen
Now blocking it, to every hood there ain't no stopping it
So to your community, ain't nothing new to me
Bandanna protected, what can you do to me
I need a sawed off mic when I kill it
Spill it, make the taliban shit look like a picnic
Controversy, knocking a whole in your jersey
Well and worthy and represent it till I'm buried
Lets have a collision assault and battery
See hard headed toupee, y'all nasty like ?
Fuck the ?cranis?, keep banging till this shit is blank
With the killer clan trans. and I don't does paint
[Chorus]
[W.C.]
Knock, knock, it's that nigga loc with it tank, with it
Clock with it, swang on top with it
(who is you), I'm W.C. neer strapped tight
What's your name (I'm Koup Deville) well nigga take flight
[Koupsta]
Time to wreck up, do the monster mash, full flag
Bandanna tag, everybody crease up your rag
A double fucking bank anthem, swang tantrum
Black cannon holder, throwing them thangs at them
But it's time to shut down, this sound, broke down
Body Koup, with the lick, break round
A nigga laced with the city smoke, 24's
Your boy at it cause I spit some of the best city soap
No he didn't, yes he did, stick him in the ribs
Get chopped down like Freddy left him with no limbs
Bout to penetrate the whole station, so I could cave in
Better stay in for the night, they ain't playing
Let's think about the big picture, when I aim I won't miss you
They gone when the vehicular gets you
I'm with it till the break dawn, I shake bud
Break a back on the way out spitting the A-1
[Chorus x2]
[Koupsta talking]
Yeah nigga, Koup Deville, bandanna protected
Certified swanging on you weeny ass niggas
Can't none of y'all niggas see me and the big homeboy Dub
It's cracking nigga, yeah, we keep it banging

Ohhh that fool got some coco puffs, boy
damn, shit right here all gucci wit me
kno what im sayin
Its rainin like a foo
Its on!
Its on!
Time to stack these dollas
I got a couple of birds
in the back of the Impala
The Blackberrys on
You know the numba HOLLA
I drop it in the hood
and they hit it out for dollas
Its on!
Its on!
Time to stack these dollas
I got a couple of birds
in the back of the Impala
The Blackberrys on
You know the numba HOLLA
I drop it in the hood
and they hit it out for dollas
I got cheese ho
and a bunch of fuckin coke
Waitin on a phone call
So i can go tranport
Blackberry rings:
"What up foo whatchu need?"
I need some for $600 dollas
"Ok where you wanna meet?"
Got the destination
Im ridin low-key in a scuffler junt
Creepin dirty crack the window
Cuz Im smokin on a blunt
Headin through the north-north
side of the city streetz
Cocked the pistol
Cuz its killas hungry hidin in the trees
They hit it out for dollas
Sometimes they go bizerk
But I dont give a fuck
Why? Im gettin rid of work
Phone neva off
All they gotta do is holla
Im so on
Im so on
Im so on that its time to stack these dollas
Mothafucka!
Its on!
Its on!
Time to stack these dollas
I got a couple of birds
in the back of the Impala
The Blackberrys on
You know the numba HOLLA
I drop it in the hood
and they hit it out for dollas
Its on!
Its on!
Time to stack these dollas
I got a couple of birds
in the back of the Impala
The Blackberrys on
You know the numba HOLLA
I drop it in the hood
and they hit it out for dollas
I be sittin in the driveway
Countin stacks of cheese
And in under only 2 hours
I made close to 3 G's
Got more blow in the truck
And the Impala 6 feet away from me
Thats why the AR-15s on the pssenger seat
And I dont play games with my money
Either you have it or you dont
If its a G you'll lose your finger
But for 10 Ill cut ya throat
Thats why I dont like frontin dope
How you gunna sell it and snort it?
I aint had a grain up my nose
Thats why my pockets are knotted
So put some money in em
As if they was a slot machine
There so many feinds out here
Not-knowin anything they can stop the creme
Im Lil Wyte
And Im gunna get them bitches where they be at
With 20/20 vision
It int hard for me to see that
Its on!
Its on!
Time to stack these dollas
I got a couple of birds
in the back of the Impala
The Blackberrys on
You know the numba HOLLA
I drop it in the hood
and they hit it out for dollas
Its on!
Its on!
Time to stack these dollas
I got a couple of birds
in the back of the Impala
The Blackberrys on
You know the numba HOLLA
I drop it in the hood

"It's on nigga" [gunfire]
"It's on nigga" [gunfire]
"You ain't a killa... " [boom]
"You ain't a killa... " [gunfire]
"Uhh, you ain't a killa"
[Verse 1: Skano a.k.a. Skant Bone]
You know thuggin is my specialty
So you haters and bustas'll better calm down and listen up carefully
Beef doesn't trouble me
We can handle it like men or take it to the streets
I hear a lot of rap cats and they think they good
Talkin all that gangsta shit just to get a buzz
Okay, I hear you got a deal, but yo' image is fake
All that shit you talkin boy don't hold no weight
I told you niggaz is pussy, and I tell it to ya face
I don't need a bunch of niggaz but for you it's a different case
Skant Bone's the name, y'all don't wait thug nigga
I tell this to a nigga's face he ain't no killa
[Verse 2: Layzie Bone]
From down the way to St. Clair, we niggaz be uncompared
Tell the motherfuckers we come from round here - right here
Pull the wig on a bitch, and I gave that bitch a gig
Cleveland is the city that I come from
[Chorus: Mo Thug Family]
Hut one! Hut two! Hut three! Hut four!
Steady talkin shit and they ain't ready for the war
Hut one! Hut two! Hut three! Hut four!
Retaliation, is what we came here for
Hut one! Hut two! Hut three! Hut four!
Steady talkin shit now they don't want it no mo'
Hut one! Hut two! Hut three! Hut four!
Steady talkin shit and they ain't ready for the war
[Verse 3:]
When I pull out the shottie, y'all better stop hatin (please stop hatin)
If not I leave more spots on your bodies than dalmations (dalmations?)
I don't think y'all niggaz really know who y'all facin (who they facin?)
In the booth, they say them dudes hotter than Satan
But when it's beef, we known to slaughter niggaz like Jason (who?)
I put the steel in your mouth and I ain't talkin 'bout braces
I hear y'all thugged out niggaz turn Christian like Ma$e did (amen)
Nigga face it y'all ain't gettin with Bone; bitch nigga be gone
[Verse 4:]
Yeah, stackin raps, ball bats and concealed government gats
Puttin a high level iron into your bloodstream and this is a fact
Nigga we fill blocks deep with it, murder she wrote
Think this is a joke? Got killers that'll go for your throat
Better yet, leave you crumpled in the corner like a, pile of dog feces
You gon' need the likes of Osama bin Laden and Bush to fuckin see me
I'm a folk with enough folk, to focus on a focal point
And leave you and your fuckin lungs collapse
Cause of my killers man, I'm guaranteed to pick up the first slap
[Chorus]
[Verse 5: PD]
I'm back hoes, stack dough, slam 'Llac do's
While yo' eyes stay shut, mine wide tryin to see mo'
Let's see if you could see Mo (Mo) Thug
There's no names on slugs, I light flames to bud
Any problem, wanna see a nigga
I'm "Flipmode" but this ain't Rah Digga
But it's war, can you dig it?
It's written but to feel it, I'm spittin, you trippin
Quit shittin with that bull my nigga this is the shit
[Verse 6: Lil' D]
When the beef is on, these niggaz is gone
The only way they get a tan for standin in line too long
They call on the zone in them small helicopters
Cause when I spit I drop shit like unibombers
We don't play, we collide head on with the drama
Equipped with nine llama, D.O.A. at the trauma
Your momma, sheddin tears blamin it on younger peers
Keep a hammer close near, and approach all fears; yeah!
[Chorus]
[Verse 7:]
It's - America's most wanted, I step in the club zonin
I see a couple of hooters that I might go home with
But - then in the meantime, mug to these three guys
These enemies don't want beef so they best respect mine
This tec-9, wrap around waistline, don't play live
Cause they ain't, knowin we pay them bosses to stay calm
Napalm bombs in the vest, that's what you askin fo'
Cause you don't wanna be six feet stickin yo' ass to asphalt
[Verse 8: Thug Queen]
Note for my Queen bitches with telekinesis my thesis
Cause it's this power of people in the streets give me freedom
No need for competition, in a league of my own
I'm a die with my boots on, laced up strong
Everybody wanna be a thug, I'm a primadonna of this side
I'm a straight rider, don't get too close I might harm ya
Never roll with chickens, eleven roll with killas, ridin 'til I die
Military mind - hut one, hut two, hut three, hut four, hut five!
Shit!

Bare witness to the greatest, can't beat us, join us
Keep heaters on us, wit red lasers
Now fair warning, sure shots wont graze ya
We hug corners, play blocks like Gators
With bundles on us, serve tre's like waiters
It's the life we chose to hustle
Can't stop it, can't knock it
Half the profit get flown out Vegas
Me and my niggaz try an' break tables
Stack chips like Connect Four
While you prick's 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 doe man
I'll off ya head for a slice of bread
I keep my word and I'm true to my peeps
Give me a bird and my crew gon' eat
I'm over the stove like (Cuban Links)
Breakin' down (Cash Money) like (Baby) do
You niggaz soft like baby food
'Round the world niggaz pay me dues
While you niggaz sing the same old song like Sadies do
Grown man nigga, baby who?
I'll send you shots from the baby zoo
Old game like Grady fool
Propane flow flame you dudes
No name's don't claim ya shoes
Once again its on nigga, Sigel hard like corn liqour
I'll take you out this world like you was born nigga
Butt naked covered in blood, gaspin' 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 cuz I outblast anybody you bring
Young, you got it the prophet I told ya'll niggaz
Then I showed ya'll niggaz, you (Can't Knock It)
Don't get carried away, you a mute nigga (mute nigga)
Where was you nigga? I was doin' this here like Mary J.
Like (Every Day), and was true nigga
They can't question what we do Jigga.
Once again it's on, Young run through you niggaz
Like a glitch in the computer nigga
I'm the shit, I'm a sewer nigga
This is Jay everyday, no days off, Ferris Bueler nigga
B-Sig' Fred Kruger niggaz
Nightmare ?? nigga
You scared cuz I grew with Jigga
He said "Sig' you that nigga," couldn't see his vision
But then he drew the picture, like a compository sketch
Yeah Sig' stay honest I'll deposit you a check
There's a secret society, all we ask is trust
No G money shit all we gots is us
True indeed, yes, more better, yes
More cheddar, S.P. chain, jeans and sweaters
Movies, cartoons, labels, etcetera
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 (fuck) want (want) what (what)
None of you niggaz is B-Sig' word I'm done with you niggaz
Once again it's on, fuck it we ain't through wit niggaz
Twin towers here to ruin niggaz
You couldn't break up the towers with Tomjanovich
or Osama bombin' shit
We slay niggaz wit K's, we the drama men
Get it right young scrap don't even try it boy (boy)
You rather slide down the razor blade slidin' board
I'm a live wire, hoolahoop barb wire
Run through hell with gasoline draws on
You can't mute me put the pause on
My guns shoot like fast-foward's on
And dress cute when the war's off
What you doin' dawg, you playin' wit it
You make your bed right you layin' in it
You keep your ?share? tight you stayin' in it
You bringin' niggaz where your kids sleep
I sing to niggaz while the kids sleep
Rock-a-bye muthafucka.
I hope you high muthafucka.
Ready to die muthafucka.
Who shot ya? Seperate the weak from State Prop' the
Kids who squash beef and run them streets
Once again it's on nigga, bring the drama to ya lawn nigga
Tell ya mama ? get ready to mourn sista, it's a
See what you got here's a full blown twister
You 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 weezin' in the back
So even if I slack, I got enough lee-way
To put out The Reason by 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 Hove
Young Vito, voice of the young people
If my life is a movie then Sigel be the sequel
We bring it to your door with Bleek peekin' through your peek hole
And don't get scared nigga, alert ya people

It all comes down to this
You take your best shot, might miss
You take it anyway
You're gonna make your move today
Got the will, you'll find the way
To change the world someday
Grab this moment before it's gone
Today's your day
It's on (and on)
It's on (and on)
It's on (and on)
Today's your day so come on, bring it on
(and on) it's on (and on)
It's on (and on)
Today's your day so come on, bring it on
And the view will never change
Unless you decide to change it
Don't feel like it today
Just show up anyways
And though life will take you down
It only matters if you let it
Get up, go through, press on
Today's your day
It's on (and on)
It's on (and on)
It's on (and on)
Today's your day so come on, bring it on
(and on) it's on (and on)
It's on (and on)
Today's your day so come on, bring it on
And though you wanna quit
Don't think you can get through it
You've come too far to walk away
It's not gonna be today
And no matter how you feel
It's what you do that matters
This is your moment to be strong
Today's your day
It's on (and on)
It's on (and on)
It's on (and on)
Today's your day so come on bring it on
(and on) it's on (and on)
It's on (and on)
Today's your day so come on, bring it on
(No matter how you feel, it's what you do that matters it's your moment to be strong)
It's on (and on)
It's on (and on)
It's on (and on)
Today's your day so come on bring it on
(and on) it's on (and on)
It's on (and on)

Who keeps it high? I keeps it high
Who keeps live? I keeps it live
Gonna party tonight, what
Right, right, right, right
Who keeps it high? I keeps it high
Who keeps live? I keeps it live
Gonna hit ya tongiht, what
Right, right, right, right
From the moment that I saw ya
I knew I had to have ya
I wanted you but I was too shy
1, 2, 3, 4
But the fear of your rejection
And for my own protection
I couldn't think I wanted to die
I wanted you
But my feet would not move
Oh how could this be?
But to my suprise
There we were eye to eye
Like a true man, you stepped to me
Now baby its on
The things I want to do to you (Do to you)
To your mind and your body (Body)
Tell me do you want a ride (Tell me do you wanna ride)
Now baby its on
You know that I keep it hot
You know that I got the spot (Got the spot)
You know that I keep it live
I just wanna hold you
Baby let me show you
Just how good my lovin' can be
1 2 3 4
Boy you just not knowing
How much you got me open
I just want you here with me
Oh I
I feel that I am the one for you
Boy what we have is chemistry
But to my suprise
There we were eye to eye
Like a true man, you stepped to me
Now baby its on
The things I want to do to you (oh the things I wanna do)
To your mind and your body (to your body)
Tell me do you want a ride (oh do you wanna ride)
Now baby its on
You know that I keep it hot (keep it hot)
You know that I got the spot
You know that I keep it live
Who keeps it high? I keeps it high
Who keeps live? I keeps it live
Gonna party tonight, what
Right, right, right, right
Who keeps it high? I keeps it high
Who keeps live? I keeps it live
Gonna hit ya tongiht, what
Right, right, right, right
The things I want to do to you (Oh the things I wanna do!)
To your mind and your body (To ya body yeah)
Tell me do you want a ride Now baby its on (Now, it's on)
You know that I keep it hot (Keep it hot)
You know that I got the spot (Got the spot)
You know that I keep it live (Keep it live)
I just you want next to me
I keep feeling ecstacy
You know that I got the spot
You know that I keep it hot
The things I want to do to you
To your mind and your body
Tell me do you want a ride
Now baby its on
You know that I keep it hot
You know that I got the spot

Once again it's on, it's on
Put me on the planet, damn it, where all the slim shhh look like Janet
Slick consider this how I lick it and then fan it
Pick, rub and ran it how I run it yeah I ran it
And it ran frantic rub put new poonanie panic
Plan it, as a package, pick it and then pack it
Trick it and attract it, throw a crack then catch it
Quick as richocet rabbit, quick 'cause it's a habit
To rap it as fast as another brother runnin' rapid
Never call you sir
Who gives a damn if you Mix Alot?
East coast gets the props
Producers rock your knot
Baby ain't got back, baby got black
That's why you see
The black baby and you respect that
Checka check it out, on and on and on, rock on
To the breaka breaka dawn it's on
On and on and on, on and on and on
Checka checka it out, to the breaka breaka dawn
On and on and on, on and on and on
Checka checka it out, to the breaka breaka dawn, it's on
Make room for one rude boy
Bad mood boy, new and old school boy
Now watch a true man take out all the school boys
And don't get out of touch 'cause you just get a slut
With a "Closed for repair" sign on your nuts
Yeah we're the thing slangers, body boom bangers
Breakin' in your shit with a hanger
Damn real I'm gonna live it up
Never forgive your cut on my back
Watchin' your girl's gap give it up
I touch you where it hurts first
Brutalize you with a, criticize my lyrics work
Think about a lost block, black stop
I'd rap and make a wack drop then slap you with my back drop
The boom-bang slap papper's fat fat
Step in my path and get that ass cr-crack cracked
Checka check it out, on and on and on
Rock on, to the breaka breaka dawn it's on
On and on and on, on and on and on
Checka checka it out, to the breaka breaka dawn
On and on and on, on and on and on
Checka checka it out, to the breaka breaka dawn
Singin' like a Buddha bang
Hang out with a true crew
Down with the coochie bang
Brothers come to do the same
But monkey see, monkey do
Get your monkey ass playing
Individuals get original 'cause a this a be critical
And pickable and pitiful
I ain't with the big con heart
Rippin' other rhymes apart, here to spark me some iron parts
I stick to a city with some ripple, hit a bitty from the middle
Hang on kitties like a cripple nipple
Checka check it out, on and on and on
Rock on, to the breaka breaka dawn it's on
On and on and on, on and on and on
Checka checka it out, to the breaka breaka dawn
On and on and on, on and on and on
Checka checka it out, to the breaka breaka dawn
On and on and on, on and on and on
Checka checka it out, to the breaka breaka dawn
On and on and on, on and on and on

Mr sound selecta
Hook me up with the melody
Mr sound selecta
Hit me with the beat
C’mon
Leave your vocal points at the door
No submerged rhyme tactics
Keep your soul
Whilst shattering verbal lyrical fractures
All content seen in context, it just reflects
When the beat pulses the system
Who knows what comes next?
Architect of the arch musical dynasty
Once again another set from the S.A.B.R.E
Headphones set alight from the heat we supply
Voltage on high elements elevate to the sky
Derive the means like slim
But never shady on premier
Cultivating, Navigating, air raiding through sound layers
Debutant when first dropping beats elevating vinyl cuts
You didn’t see it coming till the force pressured motion to bust
Raw facts, True essence don’t echo through all raps
We need to counteract bringing them soul claps
Ignite roots connection, Express new projections
Innovative, Creative styles in which we’re blessed with.
It’s on
It’s on tonight
(We came to get up all night)
On and on tonight
It’s on
It’s on tonight
(We came to get up all night)
On and on tonight
Audio speaking through your speakers
The system’s out of commission
Pay attention concentration this art of verbal expression
Under pressure the compression of disruption to the nation
Causing radio eruption verbal destruction
Music construction this verbal transmissions our way of life
With explicit in our expression through music we’re causing hypeM.C Old, Awa, D, Sabre, Heath, J.P
Bringing you recipes hot flavours with the beats now
We can’t forget about the melodies, harmonies flowing systematically
(This is how we do it)
Possibly this domination will effect
(oh yeah)
With unpredictable M.C’s unite collaborate
(Now baby)
“Stereodic” ability disables this negativity
Dropping new components as we be rocking through the industry
Sufficient dynamics real satisfactory
Systematically alive pushing through the boundaries
Now all we want to do is feel the vibe to take us higher
Here comes another one unlike them other ones
Melodic and hypnotic psychotically patriotic
Let your body flow let your body flow
Fire it up fire it up
Automatic system and vinyl cipher kinetics
Microphone intimidation impenetrable phonetics
Lyrical mentality a syndication of style
Prepare to battle on the mic
Generation Nesian Child
So what’s your cipher pick up the vibe and turn the lights on
Semantic imagery of audio system we ride on
Let bygones by bygones you know you can rely on
The beat to carry the melody prolifically all night long
It’s on to the break of dawn Nesian Style party all night long… its on
View sound through all types of audio spectrums
Contender’s reigns are short lived once we rock their sections
I come complex wit flows like Sabre, Trax and N.A.T did
Orbit the mic Beastie Boys Intergalactic
It’s on
It’s on tonight
(We came to get up all night)
On and on tonight
It’s on
It’s on tonight
(We came to get up all night)

[Intro]
When I’m on, it’s on bitch
When I’m on, it’s on bitch
When I’m on, it’s on bitch
When I’m on, it’s on
[Verse 1]
First off, ya’ll ain’t on this shit that I’m on
Eyes like I was made in Taiwan
Aces you could say what you want
Just blow me, I’m a ticking time bomb, boom
Might pull up in the car show
Niggas ain’t gotta gas me like Arco
Riding through the city with a hood full of Broncos
Out just looking for the money like Waldo
I just wanna ball, Rondo
Make it rain in this bitch, get a poncho
Roll up blunt thicker than a high loaf
Take one hit, might turn into a combo
Got one eye open like a raider
Better cuff your chick, I take her
Say I gotta turn like skater shoes
And lay the pipe like 80 do
[Chorus]
Ya’ll ain’t on this shit that I’m on
Ya-Ya’ll ain’t on this shit that I’m on
Ya’ll ain’t on this shit that I’m on
Ya-Ya’ll ain’t on this shit that I’m on
[Verse 2]
Ok, money in my mind, put it in my hair
Eyes look like I was made in Japan
Fresh, ya’ll niggas was made in a can
So fly, you can see when I land
Movie in the making, Hi my name is
2 in the air, call it double dating
Jahlil on the beat, I’m a troublemaker
Going through paper, staplers
One foot in tatted like a sailor
Trying to find a bad bitch, Naughty by Nature
Sorry baby, these ain’t out yet
Gotta go back to the future for my outfit
Bitch I’m gone, see me from a distance
High off life, fuck a intervention
Ahh, burn slow like incenses
Head up, chest out like imprints
[Chorus]
Ya’ll ain’t on this shit that I’m on
Ya-Ya’ll ain’t on this shit that I’m on
Ya’ll ain’t on this shit that I’m on
Ya-Ya’ll ain’t on this shit that I’m on
[Outro]
When I’m on, it’s on bitch
When I’m on, it’s on bitch
When I’m on, it’s on bitch

Ugh Dmx
Clueminati
Is y'all motherfuckers ready for the Ruff Ride!
Grrrrr!
(1st Verse)
When I speak I'm understood, my decision is wood
I see what I'm able to see, (ugh) cuz my vision is good
It's like I see through the eyes of a wise old man
So I chill, knowin I can kill this guy's whole fam
Sometimes better to be thought dumb and remain silent
than to open your mouth and remove all doubt cuz if it came violent
See I'm gonna give it to you straight, so you don't ask anymore
You don't really want what you asking me for
It's a war (ugh), and nigga, when it's on it's on
Doin' wrong (what) till I'm gone and I ain't got long
But while I'm here, (ugh) ya'll niggaz gonna burn
Peep how I finished money (what) and y'all niggaz gonna learn
All fucking week you've been talking about that drive-by
And ain't did nothing but drive by
Listen shorty I'm telling you this for your own good
(Uhh) Everybody is the man in they own hood, for real
Chorus x4
Yeah cuz if it's on it's on
Bitch niggas keep frontin' then your ass is gone!!
(2nd Verse)
I always keep my enemies the closest (uhh)
Always make sure I know where the toast is (uhh)
Always cover my tracks when I creep
Always get away when I'm done to relax, shit is deep
I always know the rules of the game before I play
And always keep enough dough to know I'm good for the day
I always walk my dogs off the leash and
always get my thoughts off the streets and
always remember lend a hand then borrow
And always no matter what plan for tomorrow
I always pay my respects to the dead
I always take at least one blunt to the head
Now always know which bitches is gonna end up getting fucked
And always know which niggas is gonna end up getting stuck!
I'm always strapped; I've always packed
I've always rapped; it's always that
Always black
Chorus x4
(3rd Verse)
Never try to knock off rock on the block that ain't yours
Never take a man's life cuz you hate yours
Never become so involved with something that it blinds you
Never forget where you from someone will remind you
Never take for granted what's been given as a gift
And never sleep on a nigga, less that nigga stiff
Never turn your back on a nigga you don't trust
Never turn your gat on a nigga and don't bust
Never expect to get away with the same shit -- more than twice
Never forget you could get it too for a price
Never bring it to a nigga, if you scared to die
Never gonna do it nigga, if you scared to try
Never gonna be another day it gets dark, nigga
Never get it fucked up, that shit here, for the heart nigga
Never say never, cuz I never thought this clever thought never
Ever caught better, getting cheddar, with three letters, DMX!
Chorus x4
Uhh Dmx
Clueminati
Ruff Ryder's, motherfucker
Y'all niggaz don't know, how it's gonna go, For real (uhh!)
"It's Dark and Hell is Hot"
Y-O Motherfucker
School Street
Home of the Brave we all here baby
Mundo! Telemundo!
Uh! Grrrr
My niggas
D! What?!
Bitch!
We all here baby

Slippin' on my pants, belly's showing off, you're looking through my window, ooh baby it's on
Call my girls on the cell let em know, gotta be ready to go, lookin'good feelin'good buzzin'good oh baby don't ya know...
Everybody clap your hands, move your feet and start to jam, shake your ass because you can,
it's on, everybody clap your hands, move your feet and start to jam, shake your ass because you can, it's on...
I've got on my gear, ooh I'm gettin' off, bling bling in the mirror, ooh baby I'm gone, bye bye,
Call my girls on the cell let em know, gotta be ready to go, lookin'good feelin'good buzzin'good
oh baby don't ya know...
[repeat chorus 2x]
...everybody move your body if you got it start to jam, everybody move your body shake your ass because you can...
If you wanna come ball with me, I'll show you how to treat your majesty, come take a seat right here in my throne,
I'll crown you so you'll never ever leave, I'll drown you in a pool of dynasty,
I'll make it so you're always singin' my song...
[repeat chorus]

What's new
Is the world
Treating you
You haven't
Changed a bit
Handsome
As ever
I must admit
What's new
How did
That romance
Come through
We haven't met
Since then
But it's nice
To see you
Again
What's new
Probably
I'm boring you
But seeing you
Is grand
And you
Were sweet
To offer
Your hand
I understand
Adieu
Pardon
My asking
What's new
Of course
Couldn't know
I haven't
Changed
I still
Love you so
Adieu
Pardon
My asking
What's new
Of course
Couldn't know
I haven't
Changed
I still

Why do I get the feeling it's time to go?
Oh oh
You got mirrors on the ceiling
You're serving Darjeeling in your art nouveau
Seems so logical to me
Finger the bowl of potpourri
The levolors are closed, admiring the fake Van Gogh
It's now
It's now
It's now
It's now
(Back)
Turn off the answering machine, unzipping my jeans, get
Oh oh
The doorbell rings like the way that it stings
And it stops the flow
Seems so logical to me
Saw it once on the BBC
But still I can't seem to pick myself up and go
It's now
It's now
It's now
It's now
Right now
Right now
Right now
Right now
(Back)
It's now
It's now
Say when
Say when
It's now
It's now
Pretend
Again
It's ripping at the seams
The ripping makes me scream
It's something so unbearable
I have to make a scene
It's now
It's now
It's now
It's now
Right now
Right now
Right now
Right now
(Back)
Why do I get the feeling it's time to go?
Oh oh
Seems so logical to me
Finger the bowl of potpourri

She whip it on her masters, I work getting that cash up
And she keeps them pretty weed beauty pagent,
Was asking, you falling through this party,
Your girls and all that body
We top floor, this smell is in the lobby, soccer, vodka, gin
Henny and champagne, smoking presidential jets campaign
Saying, you see all that paper, po got that valee
My feet jayz are valleys and I just spark up
Pull up a fat they call me parle
Fucking, you ambidextrous clutchin
Her girl’s tipsy, too over late drugging
Who be puffing, whoobies jumping
To the crew it’s nothing
3 pj’s bomb shell, holl up…
You’re a special lady, in every kind of way
Listen to me very carefully
What I’m about to say
Girl wou’re a special lady, in every kind of way
Listen to me very carefully
What I’m about to say
It’s like 3:30 up in the morning, and the party still going
I’m loaded, I’m drunk, I’m hot and I’m horny
Girl I’m a real nigga I ain’t got time to be phoney
She said wherever you are, I am
Hold my drink while I am
Bout to reach in my purse, pull down the 5
That’s an o, she says I know, I’m bout that blow
I’m sippin on white, she sippin on soho
That’s my b, a gift from virgo
It’s d low, the diamonds maine
All my ex be tangling
I’m sippin on that drink again
I’m loco, there’s 2 us,
That flow got your hoe wet
She bout to leave with me
Jacks on Sunday
And got jets with me
You’re a special lady, in every kind of way
Listen to me very carefully
What I’m about to say
Girl wou’re a special lady, in every kind of way
Listen to me very carefully

You can't fight it,
No you got ta feed it to the fire,
Hold your feet to the flames,
You got it burnin',
Stinging for the reason afterburning like a jet airplane
you got ta build it till the scaffold hits the ceiling,
Let me tell you it's a danger- ous place,
You can't stop it raging like a pyre,
Got more power than a runaway train it's in stereo,
It's my heroin, gotta make my way to t he stage scream, my call so real, so raw,
Take, my own, manipulate,
I'm in,
It's on ya can't stop it,
No you can't rob it,
It's an attitude of pure gasoline,
You get that feeling that's filling up the building and it's blowing like a powder keg,
You gotta bring it and cave in the goddamn ceiling,
Own the pit and fucking dance t ill you bleed
It sit s inside me, rebellion and uprising,
Like the shotgun blast that laid you to waste
It's in stereo,
It's my heroin,
Gotta make my way to the stage scream,
My call so real, so raw,
Take, my own,
Manipulate,
I'm in,
It's on,
Teeth, brick wall,
Grit, bear all force,
I own,
Annihilate,
Clench fist,
It's on it's in stereo,
It's my heroin,
Gotta make my way to the stage scream,
My call so real,
So raw,
Take,
My own,
Manipulate,
I'm in,
It's on,
Teeth,
Brick wall,
Grit, bear all force,
I own,
Annihilate,
Clench fist,

Hey there sweet sexy thing
Girl you know that you got everything
So baby let me break it down for you
(Tell ya) just how bad I wanna get with you
Lady, think I'm going crazy
And I think that maybe
I've got to stop this trippin' on you
Help me, I'm freakin' boo
Tell me, what can I do?
Save me, I think I'm over-lovin' you
Baby if you think I'm comin on strong
Can't help it I been diggin' you for so long
Right here in my world is where you belong
So just say the word baby girl, and it's on!
Baby I'm just tryin' to keep it real
I'm not ashamed of the way that I feel
'Cause every time I'm close to you
I get these feelings and I don't know what to do
Every night when I lay in bed
I toss and turn, 'cause you're all up in my head
Doin' the best to keep it low-key
But these feelings got the best of me
Lady, think I'm going crazy
And i think that maybe
I've got to stop this trippin' on you
Help me, I'm freakin' boo
Tell me, what can I do?

"It's on"
"It's on"
"It's on till the death"
[Inspectah Deck]"It's on till the death till we settle the score" [x2]
[Planet Asia]
Ceremonial Master, crackin at your function
I bless tracks lovely off a fresh pack of Dutches
I'm cruddy to the floor, catch me runnin with the grimy ones
Big up to my seventh grade teacher, Mr. Jamison
Peace to Shirly Roe who made sure I graduated outta high school
And peace to my peers who never hated
This is for ya'll, I spit and take raps to new horizons
Jiggy on some Tip shit, I make the bitches get Vivrant
Buttnaked in the tell-all X, ain't nuttin sacred
I write rhymes dolo on the low-low, blowin ???
Whether you're thuggin for the cause or on some space shit
I place photos of grateness to ya, totally wasted
Khalil collective, revealin now we real selective
I spill a to perfection is done
Give a fuck if cats feel myrecords
This be the chamber, tunnel vision apply
To the mic, just like science of mind behind numbers
Note that I came from
Fresno, California where my game's from
A place I met Ras before there was a Cali Agents
We been in the trenches for years, and hittin up stages
And we, still in the game, still shakin ya'll niggas cages
Worldwide from armaggedon, trasmittin transcripts
Plans mission place your bets and watch your man get ripped
And this is the part where my manuscripts transists
From state of thought to something self scientific
Cali Agent Number two, bleedy eye
Who wanna run with the some of the
Illest niggas in the mothafuckin Western Conference
Bring it on and I'ma smash yo shit
My School Yard click, we got cash to get
[Chorus x2]
This is how it goes, we be killin the flows
We illin in shows, next year ya'll be stealin the clothes
Chillin and blow, fresh gear, with the video shown
And hoe knows I keep the cities on sown
IT'S ALWAYS ON!
[Planet Asia]
Rockin it raw, exactly who I'm rockin this for
I'm rockin this for, Cali Agents, Potle Block and that's all
Don't stop and it's more
We droppin it hot in the store
In the mall, niggas was plottin and get socked in the jaw
We be eight deep, fifteen deep, twenty deep
I also bungee jump beats one deep to keep myself company
I switch i-deas while you sit and write "Bobby"
Unaware and about to get slapped lopsided
As the legacy unfolds, the saga begins
Another decade of warriors still holdin ON
To rituals for cats to stil follow the trends
Of those before us, two thousand next level and now we back again
Time mind travelin
Divine rhyme gatherin
Prime imperial incognito on a Saturday
I'm like a stimulant for those whoneed a fix
Appealin when it's time to shine
And tell my foes to eat a dick!
I blow spots just like radical groups
Give a fuck if your crew sucks
I'm draining all of they battery juice
To all my niggas livin large, watch me
Capitilze and invest in property
While I'm still sellin copies
For the love of the art, this is where the bubblin starts
Lord soundwaves supreme, the quiet thunderin dark
Cold winded type of cat to pull a plug in your part
Ain't nothin sweet, we leave niggas with slugs in they heart, for real
[Chorus x2]
"It's on" "It's on"
"It's on" "It's on till the death"
"It's on till the death till we settle the score"
"It's on"
"It's on til the death till we settle the score"

Some people call me an overacheiver
But I'm always a believer
It's my time to shine
Here we go!
It's on, it's on, it's on, it's on
It's on, it's on, it's on, it's on
C'mon, let's roll
Everybody, yeaa, here we go (here we go)
It's on, it's on, it's on, it's on
It's on, it's on, it's on, it's on
Right here and now
Everybody, it's going down
I've been waiting for this moment
It's time to throw down
I've been dreaming this dream forever
Now I know the time is now (It's on)
Better make some room for me (It's on)
Now I know it's time to be
Better than I ever was
I don't do it for the money
I do it for the love
It's on, it's on, it's on, it's on
It's on, it's on, it's on, it's on
C'mon, let's roll
Everybody, yeaa, here we go (here we go)
It's on, it's on, it's on, it's on
It's on, it's on, it's on, it's on
Right here and now
Everybody, it's going down
I've got the answer
It's beating in my heart
I'm gonna make it happen
There's no way
I won't tear this apart
I'm gonna show'em what I got
I'm gonna give it everything
This is no joke I wrote
This is my destiny
One shot
One shot, you got
And if you don't take it then
You're always not - no!
(It's on)
So let's go
(It's on)
Here we go
One chance
One chance to rise
You go get yours
And I'll go get mine
It's on, it's on
It's on, it's on, it's on, it's on
It's on, it's on, it's on, it's on
C'mon, let's roll
Everybody, yeah, here we go (here we go)
It's on, it's on, it's on, it's on
It's on, it's on, it's on, it's on
Right here and now
Everybody, it's going down
Show'em what you're worth
It's been on since your date of birth
Why you here
Why you on this earth
If you can't live your dream
Man, it's gotta hurt
It's on, it's on, it's on, it's on
It's on, it's on, it's on, it's on
C'mon, let's roll
Everybody, yeah, here we go (here we go)
It's on, it's on, it's on, it's on
It's on, it's on, it's on, it's on
Right here and now
Everybody, it's going down
It's going down
It's going down
It's going down
Trust me from the depths of my soul (it's going dow)
I'm tellin' you, it's going down (it's going down)
The moment now, it's on (it's going down)

[Rich] Let's do this shit
[E-40] Motherfuckers want they pockets swell.
Smebbin' now, dope train, shit, fuck it.
[Rich] 19...90 ughh...415
[E-40] 40 up in this bitch.
[First Chorus: x2]
[E-40] Motherfucker! (E-40)
[Rich] You can't even fuck with me (R.R)
[E-40] Cause in a major motherfuckerin' way (E-40)
[Rich] It's on! (R.R)
[E-40] It's like knick-knack, paddy-whack give a dog a bone
[Verse One: Richie Rich]
I got a flow so sick it runs a temperature of 101
on the daily, that's why it pays me
And over 3 billion served, yeah, I'm runnin this like Mickey D
So drive through
If I let you slide through
Could you funk wit'a nigga wit' a resume
Rich'll never play
And every rapper can't come this way
So when I come bow down
100% I represent the east side of the Oaktown
I throw a boss type of flossy flow
But can you catch it
'Cause when it gets hectic
I'm well respected
And I'm that nigga serverin' tit for tat
Twamp for twamp
From the hills and the valleys into the deep swamps
I leave no stones untouched when I bust
It's strictly mental
As I load all your dope into my rental
And kick yo' ass to the curb
And when you get served
I let you know, Eastside's what I swerve
No I'm comin' up cheap[?], beat after beat
Makin' mail off a known to fluke[??]
[First Chorus]
[Verse Two: E-40]
I'm from the Old School, Yes indeed
I give my right arm for some good gold[?] weed
I went through a whole lot just to feed the tummy
And I refuse to lose the value money
My shit is real, blunts and phillies
Ain't nuttin' fake like them silicone titties
I'd rather make big bread instead
Regulate, get off in the bitches head
Just like all you toe-up hoes
Niggas wanna test my testicles
Nigga you my nigga
If you don't get no damn bigga
Niggas don't wanna see me when I'm off that damn liquor
Fo' scheezy, what's wrong wit' yo' pimpin', I gets busy
Bitches love when I'm limpin, 40 watch your roll
That's what they tell me back home, when I be gone, but it be on
[First Chorus + Additional]
[E-40] Motherfucker!
[Rich] You don't wanna see me
[E-40] Cause in a major motherfuckin way
[Rich] Fool, it's on!
[E-40] It's on
[E-40] Knick-Knack, paddy-whack, give a dog a bone
[Verse Three: Richie Rich]
Jack of all trades, ballin' like Jordan
You punk, fake inside the paint
In fact I know you can't
Do half of the shit you was claimin' in the county
Suckas on yo' jock
You claim you run the block
Polyurethane busta you cracked in half
Claim you foldin' bank
But I know yo' bank stank
I lived around the corner
I seen you fully smoked
Must I say some moe
You ate a buck `o` four
You sold your TV for a [??] cause it was way too late
And when they sent you up state I heard you gained some weight
So youse a baller, lyin to them youngsters quick
Got 'em thinkin' you sick and representin' yo' click
But youse a old school thinkin too much hype
Yo' bicentenial bike[?] it got ugghh... rally stripes
If they knew yo' identity
You'd probably be the victim of a stickin'
You ain't got to lie to kick it
[E-40] I ain't no laggin'[?]
[E-40] That nigga 40 and his cousin Richard Jackson
[First Chorus]
[E-40] Motherfucker!
[E-40] Doo-Doo-Doo-Do
[E-40] Da-Da-Da [x2]
[E-40] Motherfucker!
[E-40] Doo-Doo-Doo-Do
[E-40] Da-Da-Da [x1]
[E-40] 4-1-5-1-7-0-7 the bay area
[E-40] BIAATTCH!!
[E-40] There's a place in the bay
[E-40] Where the naked hooches play
[E-40] And a whole in the wall
[E-40] So we can see it all
[E-40] Bia-Biaatch
[E-40] Doo-Doo-Doo-Do

Drums
A little guitar, please
One, two, three, four
I hope you're ready for the time of your life
Just look at me, I put a gleam in your eye
Buckle up, we're gonna take you for a ride
Let's go, we got you going, get in the vibe
Everybody, put your hands to the sky
Buckle up, we're gonna take you, take you high
Show me, show me, show me, show me, show what you got
Come on, come on, come on, come on, ready or not
La-la-la-la-la, let me see how you bob
It's on, it's on, it's on
Get crazy, crazy, crazy, take it over the top
'Cause we, 'cause we, 'cause when we rock, we let it
rock
Rock it, rock it, rock it, rock it dance till we drop
It's on, it's on, it's on
Okay now, are you ready?
One, two
One, two, three, four
Showstoppin' when I step in the place
Before it's done, you're gonna beg me to stay
Get on board, come on, let's ride the wave
Let's go, let's go, we just do what we do
Watch me break and pop, I'll blast it for you
You wanna rock like us?
'Cause we're never second place
(You ready?)
Show me, show me, show me, show me, show what you got
Come on, come on, come on, come on, ready or not
La-la-la-la-la, let me see how you bob
It's on, it's on, it's on
Get crazy, crazy, crazy, take it over the top
'Cause we, 'cause we, 'cause when we rock, we let it
rock
Rock it, rock it, rock it, rock it dance till we drop
It's on, it's on, it's on
Okay now, are you ready?
Come on
One, two
One, two, three
The-the-the-there is no competition
That's why we're in the number one position
Your crew can't hang with us
Man, we're too dangerous
Ain't got the style or the stamina
Just doin' my thing
Get hooked on my swing
Rockin' the place, droppin' the bass
Makin' all the girls sing
Yeah, we make the bells ring
(It's on, it's on)
Drums
Yeah
A little guitar, please
One, two, three, four
Show me, show me, show me, show me, show what you got
Come on, come on, come on, come on, ready or not
La-la-la-la-la, let me see how you bob
It's on, it's on, it's on
Show me
Get crazy, crazy, crazy, take it over the top
'Cause we, 'cause we, 'cause when we rock, we let it
rock
Rock it, rock it, rock it, rock it dance till we drop
It's on, it's on, it's on
Show me, show me, show me, show me, show what you got
Come on, come on, come on, come on, ready or not
(What you got)
La-la-la-la-la, let me see how you rock
It's on, it's on, it's on
Get crazy, crazy, crazy, take it over the top
(Over the top)
'Cause we, 'cause we, 'cause when we rock, we let it
rock
Rock it, rock it, rock it, rock it dance till we drop
It's on, it's on, it's on
One, two
One, two, three, four

Welcome mutha fuckaz, to Murda Fo Free, I be Saint Sinna.
Ha-Ha-Haaaa. Tha Klepto, Bio Killaz, 2-Double-0-To Tha-3
Ima set the record straight, I don't try and be black
This is me mutha fucka, this is how I really act
In fact I react with a full blown attack
Beatin' up your dad over a cigarette pack
A Thug in the country bitch, don't ask questions
Spittin' all the wrong lessons in these rap sessions
'cause yeah ima dawg, thoroughbred rot wilier
Your woman wants to fuck me that makes her the pedophiler
I got more gang ties than tha mutha fuckin' Godfather
You wanna start shit bitch? Don't even bother
Just stay home it makes it a lot more easier
'cause my glock is my baby gurl, I love squeezin'er
We rap for fun and we kill to get paid
Takin' you greasy mutha fuckaz out like cascade
Gangsta, Gangsta, Tell'em that it's on
We da Killaz On The Run so grab a mutha fuckin gun (Repeated)
Now I'm straight thuggin', straight mean muggin'
You best tell ya mutha fuckin' homeboy to stop buggin'
'cause I'll pistol whip his mutha fuckin' bitch face chin
Stomp in his guts a little, then I do it again
'cause fuck you, hit you wit a one two
Ya ass is on the news 'cause tha cops dunno where I stuck you
Nigga you done did it, who you think you kiddin?
Don'tcha worry about ya family Saint Sinna'z babysittin'
Honky got pissed so I took care of ya
Prematurely bury ya, In the cemetaria
Check tha name suckaz, Bio Killaz fo real
We live up to tha killa part of tha mutha fuckin deal
We not Bone Thugz, but we thugs to tha bone
Once we start threatenin' with chrome, Nigga, It's On
Gangsta, Gangsta, Tell'em that it's on
We da Killaz On The Run so grab a mutha fuckin gun (Repeated)
So we back once again, this time we makin' noise
And It's On like a fat bitch on a ride at Cedar Point
We mutha fuckin' niggaz known as the Bio Killaz
(Tha what?) Killaz, Killaz, Killaz
That's right muh fuckaz remember tha name
'cause it's our time to gain fame in tha rap game
Lyrics to ya brain, I'm rammin' it, and cramming it
And slammin' it, God dammin' it
Legally psycho for failing anger management
That's why, before any mutha fuckaz every heard of ya
I'll murder ya, Yeah that's right lemme repeat it, I'll murder ya
I don't give a fuck about nuthin, tick tockin' like a bomb
And about to blow up in your face 'cause it's on
Saint Sinno, Saint Sizzle, Saint Sinna
Takin' out you weak all before dinna
I'm a digital thug, and you bitches all 8-Tracks
I stick in ya mind like tha duck from Aflac
A baseball bat upside ya mutha fuckin head
You best step back before I do it again
Mutha fuckaz spreadin' words that they know that ain't right
I guess a night ain't a night unless it starts with a fight
Alright, that's tight, I'll fight til' dawn

Drums
A little guitar, please
One, two, three, four
I hope you're ready for the time of your life
Just look at me
I put a gleam in your eye
Buckle up; we're gonna take you for a ride
Let's go
We got you going; get in the vibe
Everybody, put your hands to the sky
Buckle up
We're gonna take you, take you high
Show me, show me, show me, show me, show what you got
Come on, come on, come on, come on, ready or not
La-la-la-la-la, let me see how you bob
It's on, it's on, it's on
Get crazy, crazy, crazy, take it over the top
'Cause we, 'cause we, 'cause when we rock, we let it rock
Rock it, rock it, rock it, dance till we drop
It's on, it's on, it's on
Okay now, are you ready?
One, two
One, two, three, four
Showstoppin' when I step in the place
Before it's done, you're gonna beg me to stay
Get on board
Come on, let's ride the wave
Let's go, let's go
We just do what we do
Watch me break and pop
I'll blast it for you
You wanna rock like us?
'Cause we're never second place
(You ready?)
Show me, show me, show me, show me, show what you got
Come on, come on, come on, come on, ready or not
La-la-la-la-la, let me see how you bob
It's on, it's on, it's on
Get crazy, crazy, crazy, take it over the top
'Cause we, 'cause we, 'cause when we rock, we let it rock
Rock it, rock it, rock it, dance till we drop
It's on, it's on, it's on
Okay now, are you ready?
Come on
One, two
One, two, three
The-the-the-there is no competition
That's why we're in the number one position
Your crew can't hang with us
Man, we're too dangerous
Ain't got the style or the stamina
Just doin' my thing
Get hooked on my swing
Rockin' the place, droppin' the bass
Makin' all the girls sing
Yeah, we make the bells ring
(It's on, it's on)
Drums
Yeah
A little guitar, please
One, two, three, four
Show me, show me, show me, show me, show what you got
Come on, come on, come on, come on, ready or not
La-la-la-la-la, let me see how you bob
It's on, it's on, it's on
Show me
Get crazy, crazy, crazy, take it over the top
'Cause we, 'cause we, 'cause when we rock, we let it rock
Rock it, rock it, rock it, dance till we drop
It's on, it's on, it's on
Show me, show me, show me, show me, show what you got
Come on, come on, come on, come on, ready or not
(What you got)
La-la-la-la-la, let me see how you bob
It's on, it's on, it's on
Get crazy, crazy, crazy, take it over the top
(Over the top)
'Cause we, 'cause we, 'cause when we rock, we let it rock
Rock it, rock it, rock it, dance till we drop
It's on, it's on, it's on
One, two
One, two, three, four

You can't fight it,
No you got ta feed it to the fire,
Hold your feet to the flames,
You got it burnin',
Stinging for the reason after burning like a jet airplane
you got ta build it till the scaffold hits the ceiling,
Let me tell you it's a danger- ous place,
You can't stop it raging like a pyre,
Got more power than a runaway train it's in stereo,
It's my heroin, gotta make my way to t he stage scream, my call so real, so raw,
Take, my own, manipulate,
I'm in,
It's on ya can't stop it,
No you can't rob it,
It's an attitude of pure gasoline,
You get that feeling that's filling up the building and it's blowing like a powder keg,
You gotta bring it and cave in the goddamn ceiling,
Own the pit and fucking dance t ill you bleed
It sit s inside me, rebellion and uprising,
Like the shotgun blast that laid you to waste
It's in stereo,
It's my heroin,
Gotta make my way to the stage scream,
My call so real, so raw,
Take, my own,
Manipulate,
I'm in,
It's on,
Teeth, brick wall,
Grit, bear all force,
I own,
Annihilate,
Clench fist,
It's on it's in stereo,
It's my heroin,
Gotta make my way to the stage scream,
My call so real,
So raw,
Take,
My own,
Manipulate,
I'm in,
It's on,
Teeth,
Brick wall,
Grit, bear all force,
I own,
Annihilate,
Clench fist,

I feel suspended, lifeless going through the motions
You're inside, outside waiting for the cars
Desperate measures but it don't measure nothing
All the baggage left inside and nowhere left to fall
All your spaces, darkened places
Come out from it all
Let it shine on, even when the day is done and all the light is gone
Let it shine on, you're running high but dark inside
What little light has left you let it shine on
Talking senseless, screaming from the benches
Looking forward not to fall behind
Look through lenses, nothing ever cleanses
Your rained out visions from a cloudy mind
And all your spaces, darkened places
Come out from it all
Let it shine on, even when the day is done and all the light is gone
Let it shine on, you're running high but dark inside
What little light has left you let it shine on
I don't ever want to fade away
A burned out record that I can't play
Don't let me make the same mistakes
That you have made before
Nothing changes, can't you face it after all
Let it shine on, even when the day is done and all the light is gone
Let it shine on, you're running high but dark inside
What little light has left you let it shine on
Let it shine on, let it shine on
Let it shine on, you're running high but dark inside

Well here we go on this again
Going talk and like there's just no end to it
Oh, sorry sappy but I can’t see
What's falling down on top of me
What's new did you go and change your mind?
Seems to happen all the time
Are we the double yellow lines?
Stretching out for miles and miles
Here we go again
You're bubbling, bubbling, bubbling with Pilfers
Now I see things for what they are
The undiscovered truth about it
Once you find it you can't hide it
Open up and come my way
What's new did you go and change your mind?
Seems to happen all the time
Are we the double yellow lines?
Stretching out for miles and miles
And it always ends the same
Fucked up in these head games
Complications rise and rise
See yourself see yourself
It always end the same
Fucked up in these head games
On my back you ride and ride
See yourself in your own discise
I have a great appreciation for your beauty
Surpassed only by your personality baby
You make me freaky baby
With my emotions baby
You've got me drifting like debris in the sea
well here we go on this again
Going talk and talk like there's just no end to it
Oh sorry sappy but I can’t see
What's falling down on top of me
Talk me up I like that sound
Your twisting how I feel around
Well I went swimming paid the price
Went down three times came up twice
What's new did you go and change your mind?
Seems to happen all the time
Are we the double yellow lines?
Stretching out for miles and miles
Here we go again, here we go again

[Intro:]
You think it's a game huh
What you thing it's a game
Smilez, Southstar
[Smilez]
I know you can't believe how chicks show us love
Meant shit for the night and even with us
All I hear haters yellin' is cuss cuss
Cause every we touch we bust bust
Could it be that truck sittin' on dubs
From the way we VIP it up
Got six fetti girls for the afterclub
You know damn well that's a must
It don't wrist don't shine, pop cris all the time
With a dime "IS THAT YOUR BITCH"
Damn right you take a life into this
I got big balls, ya'll
Please no list, I don't need a gat
I got a song like thunder, Thundercats
Murder cats, rap like anthrax
Me and South is here nigga stand on back
[Southstar]
Don't you like how we flip our style
Doing it for the dirty South
and all the heads in the caddy slowin' it down
Jumpin' it around got ya feelin' it now
O-town we gon' stay throwin it up
If you runnin' outta mo then we fillin' it up
Only rules that we follow not givin' a fuck
Diggin them sluts, it's only 'bout gettin' them bucks
Yeah, here now so we runnin' the state
And ya'll gon' mention us a month
High school, we done graduate
And the big leagues now steppin' up to the plate
Ya keep on bouncin' spillin your drinks
Keep your chains out swingin' the links
When we hit the tour we makin' everyone sing
Smilez and Southstar making ya sing
[Chorus]
The girls go (Ahh ahh)
My thugs go (Ohh ohh)
The crowd go (Ohh ohh)
Tonight it's on
[2x]
[Smilez]
Who you know spend it quick like son
right now rip out his tongue
Ya use like styles when you sexin' huh
Smilez trol your
You know the block on lock when I pull up in the spot
Your rims get dull when I put up on my watch
Spectators like damn they need to stop
Then they see the truck "OH MY GOSH!"
When i'm in the club, we livin' it up
Thugs wanna act up then send me and
Chicks always wanna fuck and they givin' it up
You gotta see the way we tossin' it up
You ain't ready for war ready for dogs
Smilez get it on man with the best of ya
So bring your whole crew set, and all
I make tenders underdogs
[Southstar]
Ya wanna brag when i'm better than ya
I even get your girl wetter than ya
It don't take me mugh to get in the draws
So let me know when you ready to start
Why ya frontin' ya know who we are
Got more props or ya hatin' more
What happen dog we was cool before
Sitll mad at me cause I was hittin' yours
Cause she hop in the whip hill back to top
Cruise the strip, damn it started gettin' hot
When we step on the gas man fuck the cops
Once we got to the telley she was like "Don't stop"
Yeah, that's how players do
We'll steal your chicks and slay your crew
Never lie, always speak the truth
If you still not sure we'll show and prove
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Pump, pump let me see that
Come on now drop, drop
Baby girl don't quit, quit
[2x]
[Smilez]
Smilez get'em out of their seats
Out of their clothes, sex is all repeat
Me fallin' out nigga that's blast is me
The only way i'm Fallin' is Alicia Keys
There a lot of millions ya'll gon' stop us
Ya scared of heights, how ya gon' top us
This an that's your only option
Get your glasses stupid to watchin'
[Southstar]
So the freaks is talkin' out
Made it to the top and they wonderin' how
Stay lookin' down like we sittin' on clowds
Stay on tour while rippin' the crowds
And we keep ya singin' along
Keep all the DJ's droppin' the bombs
Team is strong money is long
So, tonight it's on
[Chorus 4x]
[Outro: Southstar and (Smilez) talking]
Orlando (ATL up in here) Miami (J-ville)
Come on Tampa (North Caddalac St. Lou)
Fort Midas I see ya (South Caddalac let's go
[Smilez]
Dirty South, let's go East Coast, let' s go
Midwesy, let's go West side, let's go
London, let's go Aisa, let's go
Islands, let's go
let's go, let's go let's go, let's go

Are you satisfied or going through the motions, living in surburbia,
Dreaming of promotion, looking out of windows, staring at the wall,
Worrying about the neighbors, if they're getting any more. are you in
Control, happy to be warm, taking everyday as you did the day before,
Knowing every road is going back you your door.
And that's where it's at do you ever want more
Chorus:
Well you lost your faith, a big mistake, though you had no choice, it was
Preordained, an execution commuter to life yes, that's right but with no
Respite, and all because the lady loves, the man provides, at least he
Tres, children take cover, don't watch with mother, it will be like that
Until we open our eyes.
Cos it's on, are you satisfied, it's on have you been denied, it' son, i
Know where you're from, i.t.s.o.n. it is, it's on everybody sing the blues,
It's on, ain't got much to lose, it's on, have you been denied, are you
Really satisfied.
Are you satisfied, or are you suffocating, slowly being drowned, by the
Boredom you are facing, mountains of mail, miles of double glazing, the
Weekly excursions and polite conversation are you mountains of mai, miles
Of double gazing the weekly excursions and polite conversation, are you
Satisfied, content in what you own, heavily in debt, like everyone you
Know, the months turn to years but the view looks the same, the way that
You play, is the way that its meant in this game.
Chorus:
Well you lost your faith, a big mistake, though you had no choice, it was
Preordained, an execution commuted to life yes, that's right but with no
Respite, and all because the lady loves, the man provides, at least he
Tries, children take cover, don't watch with mother, it will be like that
Until we open our eyes.
Cos it's on, are you satisfied, it's on have you been denied, it' son, i
Know where you're from, i.t.s.o.n. it is, it's on everybody sing the blues,
It's on, ain't got much to lose, it's on, have you been denied, are you
Really satisfied.
Any day that you find a way of hope or sunshine, the sky may fall and some
Resort to dragging you down.
I don't mind if you decline but i know that you're wrong, and if you close
Your eyes then you'll discover all that you love has gone, cos it's going.
And all because the lady loves, the man provides, at least he tries,
Children take cover, don't watch with mother, it will be like that until we
Open your eyes.
Cos it's on, are you satisfied, it's on have you been denied, it's on, i
Know where you're from, i.t.s.o.n. it is, it's on everybody sing the blues,
It's on, ain't got shit to lose, it's on, have you been denied, are you
Really satisfied. it's on all around
It it it it's on are you satisfied have you been denied i know where you're
From, i.t.s.o.n. it is, it's on everybody sing the blues, it's on, it's on,
Ain't got shit to lose, it's on, have you been denied, are you really