[Intro]
(Onyx-Onyx)
They tried to poison the fetus (Onyx-Onyx)
We gonna check it out like this (Onyx-Onyx)
All hail the high exalted (Onyx-Onyx)
(Fuck that, we're better off dead)
Yo, my motherfucking name is Fredro Starr, you know what I'm saying?
(Fuck that, we're better off dead)
I'm up here with my man Sonee the money the motherfucking Greez Seeza (Fuck that, we're better off dead)
And my motherfucking nigga Sticky the fucking Fingaz (Get a life)
You know what I'm saying? Yo, Son
Step to your motherfucking business, nigga, word up
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Fuck that, we're better off dead)
[Verse 1: Sonee Seeza]
I’m not the type to be flabbergasted, but all my doubt is mastered
It ain’t a madder bastard, rumor has it, niggas get plastered
Soon as I bring what I got in store for this war
Who want it? We got what you're looking for
Fuck you gon' do now, money? 'Cause it’s the
Sonee Seeza, Mr. Chocolate bust 'em like a blister (Come on)
I get downright depriving on niggas, p-rop-z’s
Give me all of these, y'all niggas is puss!
What’s the matter, I thrust, bum rush and batterize
And assault and catapult like a bolt
I shock (Shit!)
The faker hurter, word to murder
Ripping the madder shit to make you BACDAFUCUP further
[Verse 2: Fredro Starr]
Hold up the press, here comes the mess
Worship the best or die like the rest
You have the right to remain violent
Anything you say can and will be used against you to kill!
I’m a tyrant, striking like a viking
A knight in shining armor, death before dishonor
The ruff rhymer, suicidal like Nirvana
The end of your world is just beginning, there's no winning in my inning
'Cause dead things cannot effect the living
So I drift into the winds of the ghetto bad weather
I’m lost in the desert but the storm blows me on
Never talk to a stranger, everybody’s in grave danger
Me and my peoples just shout out anger
[Bridge]
Fuck that, you're better off dead
[Verse 3: Sticky Fingaz]
I’m considered less than a god, but more than a man
I can knock down a mule like Conan the Barbarian
With my mental powers and my (sixth sense)
That can raise a dead crowd into a live audience
(So get the fuck out the way) Or what? Get your ass cut
'Cause if you goin' to jail, they’ll probably make a pussy out your butt
[Verse 4: Sonee Seeza]
No doubt! Here’s the clique which is known as a black stone (Hard!)
Fuck around and we’ll shatter your track bone (Scarred!)
You get for life, I’m concise, niggas get done up precise
Cut up fine and fucked up real nice
Be ready to meet your maker and die like the Lakers
Faking jackers smack ‘em backwards
With the front of the black gat tactics
Straight from the desert (Queens) where niggas is desperate
So I'm taking mines from the entrance to the exit
[Chorus]
Get a life?
Fuck that, we better off dead
Get a life?
Fuck that, we betta off dead
[Verse 5: Fredro Starr]
Cover me, I’m going in (Move ‘em in)
Take 'em out in the time when niggas seem to always fight a lost battle
It's too late to pray, I'm selling one way tickets to Hell
"Now, run, tell!" is what you punk niggas yell
Like, "Ahhhhh", that’s the sound of your bitch ass hurting
Blindside attack your back with Steel Curtain
Sticky come out, come out wherever you are!
[Verse 6: Sticky Fingaz]
So now add all that up to the fact
That I’m a nigga that could just beat your motherfucking ass
To hurt your feelings 'cause your shit is trash
But you need people like me, 'cause they not worthy
Construct my coalition, it’s a demolition derby
To all the spit you talk'll make the mic smell like saliva
Yuck! You need to retire, resign
I’m ahead of my time, in my prime, one of a kind and out of my mind
And ain't nothing in this world free so me, I’ma kick it paid style
*evil laughing*
I ain't got no smile, I was abused as a child
My moms gave birth to a crazy ass wild one
Bust out her pussy with a motherfucking (gun!)
And started talking slang, even joined a gang
In suicide slums I sold jums to the bums
I was the hand to hand man pulling in crumbs
Then I started dealing, robbing and stealing
Got knocked for a killing now I’m known as a villain
So if you want problems, I’m ready and willing
And I’ll get up in your mouth like a fucking filling
[Outro]
Fuck dat, we better off dead!
Please, somebody kill me before I put two in my own head!
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