Judgment night, got gun got night, huh! Judgment night, in the of a gunblast night!!!
Over here, and bust the way, crush a sucka Sun don't cease at a degrees I'm coolin in your freezer (he's a breezer) I hits it up with that faced rap I sinks to the crack, and I make shit get Run it by, bust to start, to punch, front Top drop ceasar, it's more than a Bitch every fuckin grain in your brain, a tweezer The sinister thief, shaded to six deep For the misdemeanor, offender, the (uh) Corny nigga, the trip ender (yeah) perpetratin, so ain't no lurkin in the dark I'm lurkin near the workin niggaz to be a gambler, when I was a scrambler Now I'm grand to her, shorty might damage her Who's this here, state my facts, and And saturate with a plate of hot wax Intertwining, and aligning, shining, studies In the light right now while we wreak havoc!
Come with his highness, the illinest Killin em with adrenalin, blast past the to the winter's ugliness, ruggedness Under the rug, front to this, money strikes in the days and the blazin smell Then the of a seance, I blackloose, guns! Comin to the project, walls aks talkin days, word, that you sun You really want some next shit, some blood on the Onyx!!! watch me wreck shit as they But yo I keep em hollerin, screamin out for Minds of a lowest of enemies, ghetto So blast it as I hit your you're dead not disbelievin Got the rock, to bring a nigga biohazard!
Yo!!! gimme that shit, you fuckin bastard! (what the evil nastee access? ) mad shit to the acids! (so ashes to ashes) with the ghetto gats! (and i'm, doin niggaz ruin em showin em my Mainly a devil rebel, foul) know we fuckin wild! (I'm wild!) I'm (he's wild) so we's wild! (capture the rapture!) come after!
fingaz] I swear to fuckin God I raise hell and make the white man call me I'm six-six-six, and to repent to the pastor So fuck the radio and your ears but read my lips I rips And if you eat my words I'll leave your like umm (umm, ummmhh!!) It was on the tip of my tongue! But now stuck in between my throat I breath so I lick it Onyx ain't the top pick, you must be suckin a dick And if it the death of me, to make history The whole world will remember my I know what I'm tryin to say my get in the way They render me speechless, ohh jesus I'm cryin inside Couldn't a fuck if I live or die Cause I'm just a who's brave (uh-huh) But pickin cotton, I'd rather see my grave, so i Meditated, before I was And if you prefer sorrow, me reincarnated Now I'm back rulin mc's but pussy niggaz Well it's just another nigga that, gotta get greased So if you wanna talk shit, in order to a fight Say what the fuck you wanna say, just my name right Yeahhhhhhhhhhhh..... mother-fucker!
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