It's On
bone crusher feat. killer mike & trick daddy Lyrics
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(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
[Chorus: Repeat 2X]
(E-40) Motherfucker! (E-40)
(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
I got a flow so sick it runs a temperature of hundred and one
On the daily, that's why it pays me
And over three 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(??)
[Chorus:]
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 want to test my testicles
Nigga you my nigga
If you don't get no damn bigga
Niggas don't want to 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
[Chorus:]
(E-40) Motherfucker!
(Rich) You don't want to 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
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
[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
(E-40) Da-Da-Da (until fade)
Bone Crusher’s song “It’s On” is a rap song that features E-40 and Richard Jackson. The lyrics revolve around the idea that these rappers are able to make a lot of money from their music and how others want to be like them. They assert themselves as the best in the game and dare anyone to challenge them. They repeatedly say “It’s on!” which conveys their readiness to show their superiority. E-40’s line “It’s like knick-knack, paddy-whack give a dog a bone” is a reference to a children's song about a dog that was popularized in the 19th century. The line also serves to emphasize how easy it is to be pushed away by these rappers.
Bone Crusher’s part of the lyrics talks about his exceptional musical talent that generates a lot of money for him. He is confident about his musical prowess and is always ready to take on new challenges. He makes it clear that he has a lot of experience in the rap game and will not let any other rapper intimidate him. He confidently states that he represents the East side of the Oaktown and throws a “boss type of flossy flow”.
E-40's part, on the other hand, talks about his experience with fake rappers who proclaim to be the best in the game but in reality, they are not up to the task. He asserts that they are only capable of lying and cannot deliver what they claim to. He emphasizes that he represents the Bay Area and uses the word “BIAATTCH!!” to drive this point home.
Overall, “It’s On” is a song that expresses the rappers' confidence in their musical ability and their readiness to face off against anyone who tries to challenge them.
Line by Line Meaning
Let's do this shit
Let's get started
Motherfuckers want they pockets swell
People want to get rich
Smebbin' now, dope train, shit, fuck it
I'm high on drugs and don't care
19...90 ughh...415
We're representing the Bay Area, California
40 up in this bitch
E-40 is here
You can't even fuck with me (R.R)
I'm untouchable
'Cause in a major motherfuckerin' way (E-40)
I'm doing really well
It's on! (R.R)
It's time to start
It's like knick-knack, paddy-whack give a dog a bone
It's that easy
I got a flow so sick it runs a temperature of hundred and one
My rap is contagious
On the daily, that's why it pays me
I make money from it every day
And over three billion served, yeah, I'm runnin' this like Mickey D
It's popular like McDonald's
So drive through
Get ready
If I let you slide through
If I give you a chance
Could you funk wit'a nigga wit' a resume
Can you handle me?
Every rapper can't come this way
Not everyone is good enough
100% I represent the east side of the Oaktown
I represent Oakland
I throw a boss type of flossy flow
I rap really well
But can you catch it
Can you understand it?
I'm well respected
People admire me
And I'm that nigga serverin' tit for tat
I get back what I give
Twamp for twamp
You can't mess with me
From the hills and the valleys into the deep swamps
I'm everywhere
I leave no stones untouched when I bust
I do my best
It's strictly mental
It's all in my head
As I load all your dope into my rental
I take all your drugs and get away
And kick yo' ass to the curb
I leave you behind
I let you know, Eastside's what I swerve
I represent the Eastside
No I'm comin' up cheap(?), beat after beat
I keep getting better
Makin' mail off a known to fluke(??)
I make money, I'm not just lucky
I'm from the old school, yes indeed
I'm from the old days of hip hop
I give my right arm for some good gold(?) weed
I love smoking weed
I went through a whole lot just to feed the tummy
I've struggled to make ends meet
And I refuse to lose the value money
I won't waste my money
My shit is real, blunts and phillies
My rap is authentic
Ain't nuttin' fake like them silicone titties
It's not fake like some people
I'd rather make big bread instead
I'd rather make money
Regulate, get off in the bitches head
I control things
Just like all you toe-up hoes
Like all the prostitutes
Niggas want to test my testicles
People want to test me
Nigga you my nigga
You're my friend
If you don't get no damn bigga
If you don't improve
Fo' scheezy, what's wrong wit' yo' pimpin', I gets busy
What's wrong with you? I'm successful
Bitches love when I'm limpin'
Women like me
You don't want to see me
You don't want any trouble
Fool, it's on!
It's happening
Jack of all trades, ballin' like Jordan
I can do anything, like Michael Jordan
You punk, fake inside the paint
You're no good
In fact I know you can't
You can't do it
Do half of the shit you was claimin' in the county
You can't do half of what you said
Suckas on yo' jock
You have followers
You claim you run the block
You say you're in charge
Polyurethane busta you cracked in half
You're not strong, you're weak
Claim you foldin' bank
You say you're making a lot of money
But I know yo' bank stank
But I know you're broke
You ate a buck 'o' four
You're poor
You sold your TV for a (??) cause it was way too late
You had to sell your TV because you didn't pay bills
And when they sent you up state I heard you gained some weight
When you went to prison, you got fat
So youse a baller, lyin to them youngsters quick
You're pretending to be rich
Got 'em thinkin' you sick and representin' yo' click
You're fooling people
But youse a old school thinkin too much hype
You're old-fashioned and overconfident
Yo' bicentenial bike(?) it got ugghh... rally stripes
Your bike is old and outdated
If they knew yo' identity
If people knew who you really were
You'd probably be the victim of a stickin'
You'd probably get robbed
You ain't got to lie to kick it
You don't have to lie to fit in
I ain't no laggin'(?), Doo-Doo-Doo-Do, Da-Da-Da
I'm not wasting time, let's get started
4-1-5-1-7-0-7 the bay area
We're representing the Bay Area, California
BIAATTCH!!
Bitch
There's a place in the bay
There's a place in the Bay Area
Where the naked hooches play
Where prostitutes work
And a whole in the wall
And a small place
So we can see it all
So we can watch
Da-Da-Da (until fade)
End of the song
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Royalty Network, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: JEFFREY DAVID STEVENS, STANLEY LYNCH, BRITTON JOSEPH CAMERON, STACY JACK SIZEMORE
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@scottgee6991
I’m on here because the people talking about they don’t know who killer Mike is killer Mike is a legend. That’s why he won a grammy
@xstatik8160
He lowkey a feature warrior ngl lie to you. And he hasnt really been too main stream in the past decade. Not knowing who killer mike is makes sense tbh.
@kevinarzola4781
@@xstatik8160you’re trippin. Card revoked frfr
@dae1396
Which is bs. “Legend” or not utopia or metro boomin should’ve won the Grammys clearly pushing a narrative
@ironloins
Lol me too man.....I always revisit his verse on snappin n trappin, stankonia
@torreforeal8005
I didn’t know and I’m here because I never knew he was on this track and other tracks 🤷🏾♀️
@tens3788
T.I.'s verse was insane
@infant5x341
no it wasnt
@Money_Man79
This was when T.I. was hungry Trap Muzik era 03.😤
@tylan24maga65
To future generations, don't let this song die out