Onyx

Onyx - Black Dust songtekst

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Word up
 Somethin new for you

 [?]
 Hear to make moves  get mines automatically
 (?) rhyme master  rapidly tragedies
 Guns like Butch Cassidy  nasty like Dick Dastardly
 As I be gradually (distorted) like (gunshot)
 Glowin  blowin  flowin  goin  fast at it like Jesse Owens
 Make you throw in  the towel  I will
 Do all sorts of moves through all sports
 Rhymes blew all thoughts  all crews to dust, it's us
 Official, Nastee, the aggy still ghastly
 You triple S nigga, soft sexy and sassy
 We crash, I break your cast, and yes, we get busy
 I'ma do my show, get my dough, and lick titties
 I'm shitty, I diarrehea on the globe
 Fire flee up on your clothes
 And like 'squito up on your hoe
 In case you didn't know, I stay free flow
 Officially, this'll be your chance to see how ill this nigga
 be, go figure

 [Chorus:]
 For every nigga show me love, two niggas hate me
 For every bitch that show me love, two bitches tryin to take me
 For every nigga show me love, two niggas hate me

 [?]
 Yo, black dust, miraculous
 Head rush, hoes blush, it's only us
 Shit's lush, shit we lust, is plush, Lexus
 My techs bust, your guns rust, to God trust
 Walk the path righteous, priceless
 Nigga you shine like ice crushed
 You get your shit bust, no more to discuss
 Nigga's jeal-e-ous, cuz bitches feel us
 The wild, rebel-e-ous, hell yes
 Niggas is whack, we pack dust
 Official Nas niggas back us, can't fuck with us

 [?]
 Umm, my gun's wettin, like a open hydrant
 Got you hidin, from shots firin
 From hot iron
 You gotta realize, your block's dyin
 Put skis on your knees and start sliding
 My clock's timin, not tryin, to see us not shinin
 I'm eye blindin, hearts, hearts like a lion
 You're not lyin, superstar then a dine in
 Your insides cryin, rip your outside in

 [Chorus] (repeats)

 Schemin in the back
 See I'm schemin in the back

 [Sticky Fingaz]
 Act like you don't know, I put you in the choke hold
 Rampage the logos, nigga here is loco
 I still get respect if I had no dough
 Sport Polo, always keep a low pro
 If it's a promo, this nigga here no show
 About my no low, I never drive slo-mo
 Faster than Go Go, if it ain't me it's so so
 Kick in your door, wavin the four four
 All you hear is shots until there ain't no more
 Hit you with the low blow, you can't go toe toe
 I rub elbow, with niggas in cell blo', and New York City
 hellhole
 Still in they jail clo'
 Old school niggas with Kango, and shell toe
 Mix hats with Hydro, and Cocoa
 How you gonna fuck with my click if you can't fuck with me solo?
 Checkmate, no go
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Auteur: ?

Componist: ?

Publisher: JMJ

Details:

Uitgegeven in: 1999

Taal: Engels

Komt voor op: Shut 'Em Down (1998)

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