Chorus (with epmd samples):



On you ("smile in my facebehind my back they talk trash")

On you ("mad and stuff because they don't have cash")

On you ("when I roll and stroll ? ? ? ? always pack a tool")

On you ("just in casea brother acts a fool")



[cl smooth]

It's death before dishonorstrap the vest down tight when you bring the

Drama

Now raise up off mineand taste it in the raw

Before snipers on the floor galorein my hardware store

Nightmares of thirsty crooksniggas all acting fishy working off the books

Painting pictures of povertycausing 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 warefare's inevitablehot steel's incredible

And it's a pride the revolution won't be televised

As I supply and demandas I build my currency to expandcall it progress

When I bless my territory all respect due

But can niggas keep it real? it's on you



Chorus



Step into the dragon's lairwhere 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 dangerousthe bulletproof

Couldn't stop the homicide of another youth

Penetrating your body parts with hollow point shellsyou fraud

Cause vengence is mine said the lordindeed

My own click now truns greedy

Out of twelve of my soldiersone will decieve me

With salt in the gameshame the family and push

My black ass straight into a terrifying ambush

The whole empire's at stake

Mastering the streetsdevil 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 itit's on you



Chorus



Capture the beast within mebeware 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 postedchickens spots for major knots you get

Toasted

To the head pieceI release firepoweronly 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 zoneto 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 schemesI rest in queens

The veronville's my capitalso memorize the cuts

Then give you two more seconds to get off these nutsit's on you



Chorus



*song fades out and a freestyle session fades in*



[pete rock]

Check itgrap luvaif you're in the house

Just get on the mic and show 'em what it's all about



[grap luva]

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 brewI smoke nuff spliffsI don't have no riffs

So check me as I shoot the gift

Rip rhymesfreestyle 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 godkicking nuff freestyle rhymes



*fades out*