Slam, da duh duh, da duh duh Let the boys be Slam, da duh duh, da duh duh Make noise
Well it's another one, in the gutter one, running em Troublesome, extra double dumb, I come to em em and mistreat em, so what if that I'm cheating Now wanna sound grimey (yeah I know) I'ma show ya how, come on, all in now Yeah oh yeah that's how it gotta be So stop trying to be as me cause you can't do that Think about it; playing Russian with an automatic I bet my ass against the line the last bullet's on line and step and repping and run, packing a weapon 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 does it take to make a kid make a million children SLAM
Slam, da duh duh, da duh duh Let the be boys Slam, da duh duh, da duh duh Make noise Slam, da duh duh, da duh duh Let the be boys Slam, da duh duh, da duh duh Make b-boys
I'm the nitty, nasty, gritty smashing, slow gassing Strictly blast of the raspy-rasp fashion That I provide, I the U.S.G the ghetto vibe, make me flip like Jekyll and Hyde Of course, I across with the pure for sure 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 plan to I the static, I run with the bad guys The villains, crooks, and the fighters See the big black picture if you inside of my mind graphic, expressed it drastic So kill the copycat act kid, it's all it, when y'all least expected it And thought it was safe, Onyx hit you in the so SLAM
Slam, da duh duh, da duh duh Let the be boys Slam, da duh duh, da duh duh Make b-boys Slam, da duh duh, da duh duh Let the be boys Slam, da duh duh, da duh duh Make b-boys
I'm a b-boy, in my b-boy stance up and give me the microphone before I bust in my pants The mad author of anguish, my polluted is heavyweight and still undisputed You took the right out my mouth now walk a mile in my shoes I so many dues, I feel used and abused and I'm so confused Excuse me, for I'm an inspiration of a whole generation And unless you got ten sticky fingers it's an A figment of your Bu-bu-bu-but wait it worse I'm not down so I'm dying of thirst Coming through with a scam, foolproof B-boys make some noise, and just, SLAM
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