Take 'em out, take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
Shine 'em up, shine 'em up, shine a bald head
One gun, two gun, three gun, four
You're mine, it's all about crime
Onyx
It's time to get live, live, live like a wire
I set a whole choir on fire (uh)
Well done on the grill shot skills kills and no frills
They try to diss me? They gettin' crispy
Ha, ha-ha ha, and we do it like this
And that get back I attack tracks
'Cause they can burn in hell, shit, for all that I care (yeah)
Beware the bald heads the dread's dead if they there (uh)
Stick ups assassin, track's a new reaction
These fuckin' niggas should've made the All-Madden
Onyx is wreckin' shit, slip slide step quick
Super on the tenant, the kids crash like a rented
The shit they write is black and white, well mine's got
Mad color, ain't that right, my br-brother
Word up, raise it up, we do it with the crew that don't give a fuck
So throw ya gunz in the air
Throw ya gunz in the air
Buck buck like you don't care
Uh oh, heads up 'cause we droppin' some shit
On you now Chyskillz, Onyx TEC-9 for a while
Keep your eyes open in the fight, I'ma swell 'em
The hardcore style, rowdy 'n wild hits I'ma sell 'em (sell 'em)
To all competition slide back then listen
I'm kickin' all that shit to the doormat
Claimin' this domain cause mad pains
Blood stains, long range, got gats
Crazy clips, I sink ships cuttin' faces like a pirate
I've never caught a slug for the mad shit that I did (heard)
You got the word so observe
I shatter and splatter bodies and bones and bust nerves open
I always leave my barrel smokin'
Throw ya gunz in the air
And buck buck like you just don't care
Just throw ya gunz in the air
And buck buck like you just don't care
Just throw ya gunz in the air
And buck buck like you just don't care
Just throw ya gunz in the air
And buck buck like you just don't care
I hate your fuckin' guts and I hope that you die
Sticky Fingaz name and my life is a lie
'Cause I'm havin' a bad day, so stay out of my way
And what the pistol packin' people say, you better obey
Just in the nick of time I commit the perfect crime
Rip my heart out my chest put it right into a line (yeah)
I don't feel pain cause it's all in the mind
And what's mines is mines and yours is mine
Don't fuckin' blink or I'ma rob yo' ass blind
Onyx is rippin' shit, I got the TEC-9
So what the bomboclaat, boy, buck buck, buck buck
It's like a 'tastrophe, fuckin with me, G
I'm a bald head with a knife
I want your money or your life
So, so, so, so throw ya gunz in the air
And buck buck like ya just don't care
Just throw ya gunz in the air
And buck buck like you just don't care
Just throw ya gunz in the air
And buck buck like you just don't care
Just throw ya gunz in the air
And buck buck like you just don't care
We the motherfuckin' Onyx
And we don't give a flying motherfuckin' fuck
Ay yo, DS, man, we gonna come get you out of jail, man fuck that
(Yeah, here we go) big DS, we comin' man, we got the bail
We coming, baby (We got the bail)
We gonna break you out man, fuck that (yeah)
We the fuck up out of this piece
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