Onyx
They tried to poison the fetus
We gonna check it out like this
All hail
The high exalted
Yo
My mother f**ing name is Fredro Starr
You know what I'm saying?
I'm up here with my man Sonee the money the motherf**ing Greeza
And my motherf**ing n***a Sticky the f**ing Fingaz
You know what I'm saying?
Yo Son
Step to your motherf**ing business n***a...word up
[Sonsee]
I'm not the type to be flabbergasted, but all my data's mastered
It ain't a madder ba*tard, boom I had it, n***as get plastered
Soon as I bring what I got in store for this war
Who want it? We got what your looking for
f** ya gonna do now money?
Cause it's the, Sonsee Seeza, Mr. Chocolate bust em like a blister
I get downright depriving on n***a's p-rop-z's; gimme all of these
Ya'll n***as is puss
What's the matter, I thrust, bum rush and batterize and a**ault and catapult
Like a bolt I shock sh**
The faker hurter, word to murder, ripping the madder sh** to make you BACDAFUCUP further
[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 k**
I'm a tyrant, striking like a viking
A knight in shining armor, d**h 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]
f** that, we better off dead
[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 f** out the way)
Or what? Get your a** cut
Cause if you goin to jail they'll probably make a p**y out ya bu*t
[Sonsee]
No doubt
Here's the clique which is known as a black stone
Hard
f** around and we'll shatter your track bone
Scarred
You get for life, I'm concise, n***as get done up precise
Cut up fine and f**ed 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 n***as is desperate
So I'm taking mines from the entrance to the exit
[Hook] (2X)
Get a life?
f** that, we better off dead
[Fredro Starr]
Cover me, I'm going in
Move ‘em in
Take em out in the time when n***as seem to always fight a lost battle
Its too late to pray I'm selling one way tickets to hell
"Now, run, tell" is what you punk n***as yell like
Ahhhhh
That's the sound of your b**h a** hurting
Blindside attack your back with Steel Curtain
Sticky come out, come out wherever you are
[Sticky Fingaz]
So now add all that up to the fact that I'm a n***a that could just beat your mother f**ing a**
To hurt your feelings
Cause your sh** is trash
‘Chu need people like me, cause they not worthy
Construct my coalition, it's a demolition derby
To all the spit you talk 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 & out of my mind
And ain't nothing in this world free so me I'ma kick it paid style
I ain't got no smile, I was abused as a child
My moms gave birth to a crazy a** wild one
Bust out her p**y with a motherf**ing gun
And started talking slang
Even joined a gang
In suicide scums
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 k**ing 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 f**ing filling
fu*k DAT WE BETTA OFF DEAD
Please somebody k** me before I put two in my own head...