On It 08

Lyrics

[Intro: Plan B] Oi listen up all you fabulous people, it's Plan B out 'ere I got the Adulthood cast and that You know what I went and done? Yo, Adam you on it? Yo, Blazay you on it? (Yeah, yeah) Yo Snakeyman, are you on it? (Course fam) Come, let's do this blad [Verse 1: Adam Deacon] Yo, time is money so I can't waste time So I spend time putting in the work that I need to To get far in the game, I got some hype on my name But it's been hard with the shit that I've been through Then certain man wanna chat just to beef you You here it all the time, now watch when I see you You can't slip now days, fight back or run away I'm from a place where people wanna eat you I put the weed down, now I'm on a reboot I've gotta stay focused, I want a clear view The foundations here so I'm stepping up a gear My times clear now Adam's gonna breeze through If you're not on my level then I'll leave you You can't let a wasteman come chief you So, try and make moves like we do I do my own ting I'm not a puppet like Emu Put the work in, I do my homework Cause if you don't work hard then it won't work and I ain't running for a short skirt Nah, I play no work get to know blood I keep my energy reserved for my own work Good girls take time it's a soul search so I make time beef 'til my nose hurts All the parts skank out 'til my toes hurt and if I want a little weed then I phone Kirk I smoke a score to myself until my throat burns I'm tryna make the sort of money that pro earn So I'm putting ideas into motion, 'My size' yeah that's my slogan See I'm tryna save P's not tokens, make movements for the kids and olders Do a couple shows down Ministry or Ocean Then draw girls 'til my next film opens [Chorus: Alpha] We're on it innit, they're not on it how we're on it innit If they were on it how we're on it, they'd be on it innit But they're not on it how we're on it cause in it to win it So what ever they've written they should bin it, innit We're on it on beats, not on the beef But if the beefs on then we're on it if it's on If it's on lyrics or songs and they wanna bring it on We can bring on a hit on beat if they're on it [Verse 2: Blazay] I'm on it like Plan B and dem, on the top you might see me and dem Big up Noel Clarke for bringing Fem, Adam Deacon for being friend I must big up Aml Ameen, let's get paper, long back limousine Not a stamp or give her to the Queen, no disrespect she ain't seen what I seen Ba, ba, ba, back to the point, there's bare MC's but I'm better than most MC's are better as ghost and as far as veterans go better settle for words not gold Better settle for worst not best, settle for no S on chest I'm on this ting, it's all bless [Verse 3: Snakeyman] It's M, M, draw for the.. Back with the new bars, new days Back with the big bars and new craze Puma tracksuits and low fades Feels like I ain't been spitting for days I'm hungry for this, I've been fasting And I ain't been eating for days Yeah I know that's scatty I been losing weight and that made my trousers baggy Not an excuse I wear them saggy But fresh jeans, wear them low batty Trust me I gotta make P's like Harry Flip that and buy a new shaped Ducatti Nothing serious, no pally pally I get snakey and bring out the bally Like Frisco, there's no dilly dally Come off the hype ting and meet in the alley [Chorus: Alpha] We're on it innit, they're not on it how we're on it innit If they were on it how we're on it, they'd be on it innit But they're not on it how we're on it cause in it to win it So what ever they've written they should bin it, innit We're on it on beats, not on the beef But if the beefs on then we're on it if it's on If it's on lyrics or songs and they wanna bring it on We can bring on a hit on beat if they're on it [Verse 4: Plan B] I'm on it... Like a girl on the block, I got a big gob motherfuckers just can't stomach Half the shit that I say, they would lock me away if they could But they can't cause I'm just too fast like Sonic and I want it So bad, I won't stop like a yout on the bus that leaves your lip bust When he punches your face and robs your wallet It's like I got tourettes, I can't stop it Stop rhyming what I'm rhyming, when I got shit on my mind like man who smoke chronic Cause I'm like those man, I can't long it Sit back and act like I'm not on it, cause I want it So when a guy drives by, if a girl looks fly in the passenger side and the rider looks sick like vomit I'm not a wasteman, far from it Check us round and scratch the car bonnet Kick him out, let his gash stay Boot her out like a cashe and make her nom it Futuristic like techtonics cause even though grimes dead I'm on it Gonna get me a t-shirt just like Sama's but with a pheonix on it Cause when the labels don't pay in a range, it's your play What's real or what's left of the purists They don't really care about the scene, they're just looking for a means to the end Like a (..?) If they didn't just do grime, maybe they could justify their contracts looking flawless They got kicked off the gravy train now they're baiting my name like it's me who caused it