Betta Off Dead by Onyx
Onyxxx...
They tried to poison the fetus
We gonna check it out like this
All hell
The high exalted
Yo
My mother fucking name is fredro starr
You know what i'm saying?
I'm up here with my man sonee the money the muther fucking greasiest
And my mother fucking nigga sticky the fucking fingaz
You know what i'm saying?
Yo sonee
Step to your mother fucking business nigga... word up
Verse 1:
I'm not the type to be flabbergasted
But all my doubters mastered
It ain't a matter bastard
Rule my hazard
Niggaz get blasted
Soon as i bring what i got in store for the new order
Who want it?
We got what your looking for
Fuck you gonna do now, money
Cause this the sonee
Seeds of mister droppin wisdom like a blister
I get downright deprived on them niggaz
We rob z's
Gimme all these, ya'll niggaz
Puss!
Whats the matter? i rush
Bum rush you better rise
And assult and catapult
Like a bullet i shot shit
The figure hurter
Word to murder
Rippin the master
Will make you back up from them further
Hold up the press
Heres comes the mess
Worship the best
Or die like the rest
You have the right to remain violent
Aaauuuggghh
Anything you say can and will be use against you to kill!
I'm a tyrant
Strinking like a viking
A knight in shining armor
Jumping for the sauna
The rough rhymer
Suicidal like nirvana
The end of your world is just beginning
Theres no winning in my inning
The dead things cannot effect the living
So i trip into the wind
Of the ghetto bad weather
I'm lost in the desert, but the storm blows me on
Never talk to a stranger
Everybodys in grave danger
Me and my people just shot ya anger!
Fuck dat... ya better off dead!
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)
Ooh, and get your ass cut
Cause if you go to jail they probably make a pussy out ya butt
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