Onyx

Onyx - Live lyrics

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Let all the live niggas in
 Kick all the bitch ass niggas out
 We came to rock and shock the house
 Turn it out and out and out

 Aiyo  the words could get intricate  vocab's in my temple
 but I'ma do this ripper dipple  it's your mentals is what I'm into
 (FOR THE MONEY!!!) It's essential  and I got ta have it
 A verb addict without an author  with the verbals  we hurt em
 (WHO?!?)ever try to defy these guys they (FRY!!!)
 and they skillet, to all that shit you say you do (KI-KILL IT!!!)
 You yappin ???????????????????????? urkin me and back slappin
 You ain't no punchtop, it's you is the cappin (GUESS WHAT?!?!)
 It's here and there, we're the core (THE CENTRE!!!)
 And if Tommy gets live once more, we're back on his agenda
 And for y'all hopeful niggas, tryin ta be contenders
 (IT'S A STORM!!!) And we come down like goose coats in the winter

 Chorus

 Yeeeeaaaah
 Ain't no slackin in my action, I put my back in
 beatin tracks in, official now cold smash and jaw tappin
 (YO WHAT HAPPENED?!?!) Nuttin, just niggas bustin caps when I was rappin
 Cos niggas be packin pretty brand new pistols just for fashion
 Cos a fraction be actin frontin, makin Jacksons off of satin
 But there better be no procrastin with the axe when you're blastin
 Cos when you're maxin and relaxin, that's when they start attackin
 (SO!!!) Get the gats, forget the backs and like there's no compassion
 Keep ya heat cos nowadays these streets is cold as the Alaskan
 Plus my brain sparks and, my hat in Staten stay phattin

 Chorus

 Give me the shotty, let me liven up the party
 I like to start trouble, cos I'ma little rowdy
 And with just three MC's that like to fight
 Even when we start the shit we always end it right
 SO FOR ALLA Y'ALL, frontin's bad for ya health
 Cos in the '9-fever, army goin for self
 Kids is true for a cause and it's these fucked up conditions that
 we all hate, well fuck it if it's our fate
 Just listen up, to what I say
 cos niggas get shot daily, everyday
 Even my man got killed, now his family's mournin
 but from all the dirt he did I know that, hell is callin
 Went to his wake and shit got held up
 by niggas with masks on their face, I couldn't escape, I was fucked
 They said "Everybody in here, up against the wall
 That dead nigga owe me money so I'm collectin from y'all"
 The people gave him struggle, five minutes went fast
 When I said "I ain't givin y'all niggas shit, I'ma just have to get
 plastered"
 >From the centre of my life, a full-fleshed thief and I'm the truth
 That's why we always have proof

 Chorus

 Yeah we do it like this and we do it like that
 Who's in regulation? Watch your back and pack a gat
 Never fall asleep, keep ya heat in your sheet
 Cos goin out is what it's all about

 ONYX!!! LIVE!!!
 ONYX!!! LIVE!!!
 ONYX!!! LIVE
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Language: English

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