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Well it's one, in the gutter one, ghetto running em Troublesome, extra dumb, I come to beat em Defeat em and em, so what if that I'm cheating Now everybody wanna grimey (yeah I know) show ya how, come on, all in together now Yeah oh yeah yeah that's how it be So trying to be loud as me cause you can't do that Think about it; Russian roulette with an automatic I bet my ass against the line the last bullet's first on Stab and step and repping and run, packing a is wild Peace to the brother's on Rikers enough and trembling, blend in like a chameleon Buck, bye guy, oh my god I'm so high they say I rhyme, they say I look like a gremlin But what it take to make a kid make a million children SLAM
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I'm the nitty, nasty, gritty smashing, never slow swift blast of the raspy-rasp fashion That I provide, I the U.S.G Besides the ghetto vibe, make me like Jekyll and Hyde Of course, I come across with the pure for unadulterated uncut raw Disgusted, busted, you touch it, too hot You forgot, you're not ready, your could get ruptured Hit between the eyes, I to vandalize I supply the static, I run the bad guys The villains, crooks, highlighters and the See the big black picture if you look of my mind It's graphic, expressed it So kill the copycat act kid, all mastered it, when y'all least expected it And thought it was safe, Onyx hit you in the face so
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I'm a b-boy, standing in my b-boy up and give me the microphone before I bust in my pants The mad of anguish, my language polluted Onyx is heavyweight and still You took the words right out my now walk a mile in my shoes I paid so many dues, I used and abused and I'm so confused Excuse me, for example I'm an of a whole generation And unless you got ten sticky fingers it's an A figment of your Bu-bu-bu-but it gets worse I'm not watered down so I'm dying of through with a scam, foolproof plan B-boys some noise, and just, just SLAM
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