Shut 'Em Down
Onyx lyrics
Onyx lyrics
"Bettah Off Dead Lyrics"
Re-Animate Lyrics
~~~~~~~~~~ "By the perception of illusion we experience reality." Champs of oppression Devils of mine The youth of tomorrow ??? to find Reanimate, reanimate Corroded m
~~~~~~~~~~ "By the perception of illusion we experience reality." Champs of oppression Devils of mine The youth of tomorrow ??? to find Reanimate, reanimate Corroded m
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
we dance in the desert i feel a glance of your eye the sun is burning on the sand yearning bodies hand in hand circles of love turn my head i deserve and i'll get all your lovin' ton
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!
If You're Ever Down In Dallas Lyrics
Well, I'm sure Fort Worth has seen it's share of heartached But it's plain to see your heart's not broken now You're in love with someone new and up on top of the world You say you've seen the last of the
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 a