Take em up, take em out, em out dead Shine em up, shine em up, shine a bald One gun, two gun, gun, four Your, mine, it's all crime
It's time to get live, live, like a wire I set a choir on fire done, on the grill, shot skills kills And no frills - try to diss me, they getting crispy Ha, ha hah hah, and we do it like In fact, you players jack Cause they can in hell shit for all that I care the bald head the dread said if they dare Stick-up's assassin, traction new These fucking niggas shoulda the All-Madden! Onyx is wrecking shit, slip-slide step on it infinite that gets crashed like a rented The shit write is black and white; well mine's got mad color that right, my blood brother?! Word up, it up We do it with the crew don't give a fuck
Throw ya in the air And buck buck like you just care
up, cause we're dropping some shit On your now shot-skills, Tec-9 for a while Keep your eyes open in the fight, I'mma em The hardcore style, rowdy-n-wild, hits sell em To all competition slide back listen I'm kicking all that, to the doormat Claiming domain, cause mad pains Blood stains, range - cock gats! Crazy clips, I ships, cutting faces like a pirate I've never caught a flood, for the mad shit I did Heard, you got the so observe I shatter and splatter that blows and bust nerds, open I always leave my barrel
ya guns in the air And buck buck like you just care Just ya guns in the air And buck buck like you just care Just throw ya in the air And buck like you just don't care Just throw ya in the air And buck like you just don't care
Ah, I hate your fucking guts, and I hope you die Fingaz, the name, and my life is a lie Cause I'm having a bad day, so out of my way And we're the pistol packing people, so you obey Just in the of time, I commit the perfect crime Rip my heart from my chest, put it right into a I feel pain cause it's all in the mind And what's mines is mines and, yours is Don't fucking blink or I'mma rob yo' ass Onyx, is shit, I got the Tec-9 So what the bumba boy buck-buck-buck-buck like a catastrophe, fucking with me, G I'm a bald with a knife I want your money or your So, so, so, so
Throw ya in the air And buck buck like you just care Just ya guns in the air And buck like you just don't care throw ya guns in the air And buck like you just don't care Just ya guns in the air And buck buck you just don't care
We the Onyx And we don't a flying motherfucking fuck Ay yo DS man we come get you out of jail man that, yo DS we coming man, we got the bail We got the bail, we break you out man that, yeah We the fuck up out of this