Onyx

Onyx - Last Dayz Album 'all We Got Iz Us' songtekst

Je score:
gather up all your arms
        and get ready for this new world order
        shit is about to change-muther fucker

        Verse 1:

        I'm America's nightmare
        young black and just dont give a fuck
        I just want to get high and live it up
        so fuck in '95
        and why you tryin to slave us
        with minimum wages
        slammin my niggas up in cages
        changing their behaivors
        and spittin razors thats outraegeous
        smoking moaches is hopeless
        we want lazy sofas and sculptures
        lady chauffers who fuck us
        full house and royal flushes
        roll with the rush
        its the official nas
        got bitches with pistols and cash
        we living in the last
        my theory is "fuck it"
        sexy niggas get obducted
        my corrupted
        is conducted
        through ghettos
        sippin amaretto
        hand on the metal
        foot on the pedal
        never settle
        we wear Carolina Herrera
        dirty Donna Karan sweaters
        wrap over leathers and seudes
        gold plated guns and grenades
        to blow up
        I got news from the informers
        I'm trapped in corners
        bustin shots at Time-Warner

        Verse 2:

        hey yo
        My man big Todd
        he know how to get by
        he high
        threw a jinx
        then be fixed to be fly
        submit crossing up
        and downtown action
        and when he sticky keeper grip and move with traction
        keep mad alibies
        a plan to stay wise and wide eyed
        living in the state of south side
        crooked jakes
        and fakes snake
        niggas all out for papes
        oh who wanna over take and leave you with drapes
        the white sheet covers
        this heat smuthers the street
        eat brothers
        ten shots rang
        you got banged
        we all ready for these wars
        we all want more
        these the last days get yours

        [chorus]
        32 shots and certed the glocks
        you heard it for blocks
        the murdering guys
        convertible drops
        living life on the edge of dangerous
        where you living
        never giving a shit
        cause we living in it
        cause it be off the hook
        crooks crash
        cheeba spots
        and selling rocks
        the cops around the clock
        is hot
        living life on the edge of dangerous
        where you living
        never giving a shit
        cause we living in it

        Verse 3:

        Thinking about taking my own life
        I might as well
        'cept they might not sell weed in hell
        and thats where I'm going
        cause the devil's inside of me
        they make me rob from my own nationality
        its kind of ignorant
        but yo I gotta pay the rent
        so yeah, I'll stick a nigga most definite
        cause its generate
        if I get caught I'm innocent
        cause I dont leave no sticky finga prints
        for the cops
        they only good if they dead
        all that badge and that gun shit be going to they head
        to make bread I gotta steal for sport
        so I stole the show and sell some pennies for my thoughts
        and if this fucking rap shit dont pay
        I'ma start selling drugs around my way
        killin my own people in the USG
        shit they gonna get it from somebody
        I'd rather it be me
        besides...you cant tax dirty money
        and you cant trust nobody (nobody)
        no one (no one)
        I'm the scorpion
        and I'll probably bite the bullet
        cause I live by the gun

        we came to hear these 25 to life niggas who just came out
        and pull flame out
        take aim
        blow your brains out
        its life on the edge of dangerous
        where you living
        never giving a shit
        cause we living in it
        in South suicide Queens where niggaz act up
        nigga back up
        official nas-throw your fucking gats up
        its life on the edge of dangerous
        where you living
        never giving a shit
        cause we living in it
        we never giving a shit
        cause we living in it
        official nas mother fuckers dont give a shit
        word up
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