• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Nigga Bridges - Onyx
• Evil Streets (remix) - Onyx
• Shiftee - Onyx
• Blac Vagina Finda - Onyx
• Thangz Changed - Onyx
• Take That - Onyx
• Onyx is Here - Onyx
• Gangsta - Onyx
• Stik 'N' Muve - Onyx
• Black Dust - Onyx
• Onyx Is Back - Onyx
• Shut Em Down (remix) - Onyx
• SLAM! - Onyx
• Shut Em Down - Onyx
• Rob And Vic - Onyx
• React - Onyx
• Raze It Up - Onyx
• Raze Em Up - Onyx
• Shout - Onyx
• Feel Me - Onyx
• Walk In New York - Onyx
• Bring 'Em Out Dead - Onyx
• Phat - Onyx
• Overshine * - Onyx
• Last Dayz - Onyx
• Here 'N' Now - Onyx
• Ghetto Starz - Onyx
• Most Def - Onyx
• Getto Mentalitee - Onyx
• Live Niguz - Onyx
• Da Nex Niguz - Onyx
• Purse Snatchaz - Onyx
• Bichasniguz - Onyx
• Bichasbootleguz - Onyx
• Betta Off Dead - Onyx
• All We Got Iz Us (Evil Streets) - Onyx
• Bacdafucup - Onyx
• 2 Wrongs - Onyx
• Veronica - Onyx
• Phat ('N' All Dat) - Onyx
• Throw Ya Gunz - Onyx
• Fuck Dat - Onyx
• Face Down - Onyx
• Hold Up - Onyx
• Conspiracy - Onyx
• What's Onyx - Onyx
• Broke Willies - Onyx
• Street Nigguz - Onyx
• Gun Clap Music - Onyx
• Atak of Da Bal-Hedz - Onyx

[Intro]
They gots to back da fuck up! BACK DA FUCK UP!
Know what I'm sayin? Onyx! It's the Onyx kid! Onyx!
Ah yeah! We gonna do it for all my kids..
[Fredro Starr]
Murder Murder! Who the hell hurt her?!
Young black nigga like me gettin' up, got free
Murder Murder! We never have cheese
We always up there, we run for the bees
The body over there, the body over there
Everywhere I check, body jacked, body everywhere
So well I well I fuck it, two tears in the bucket
Voice spillin' over in a Tommy of a dummy
Statue at you, but don't break my cipher
Smoker, sell 'em most, iller for the filler
But this ya mic, STOP foggin' up my glasses
Guns for fun, but son I hit you like a jealous
BANG! Leather hanger, so get the penis
Sorry for ya stitches, your in-convenience
Or what you wear (---), my name is kinda fucked up
Let the killer in up off the steria, BLUNT IT UP, LOAD IT UP!
Faces couldn't fire when you see the bloody redenade
Aaaah yeah! Time to survive...!
[Chorus]
Nigga Bridges fallin' down, they fallin' down, they fallin' down
Nigga Bridges fallin' down, MUTHAFUCKAZ IS ACTING CRAZY!
[Sonsee]
I catch fix for trips, while Sonny flips
So bitch ass nigga, geeks with L freaks
And she ?, diamonds shinin', pockets boldgeous
So I got in a girl, with pearls around her collar
Sticky start to checking her, my soul she couldn't holler
WE ROLLIN' FOR DOLLARS! Make me set 3 pounds 7
And her man said: "ONE MOVE YA DEAD!
Dunk out their pockets, as if I had a shovel
Movin' on the double, cause we ain't tryin' to see trouble
Dreaming and sceaming, it's gonna be a bloodbath
Gotta sniff it was if autograph FOR YA WHOLE STAFF!
STICK UP BUT WAIT, LEAVE THE POCKET IT'S OKAY
I HIT AND RUN BEFORE YOU SEE ANOTHER DAY
CAUSE THE U.S.G. IS WHERE I STAY
[Onyx, (Fredro Starr)]
MURDER MURDER! (Ya life's on the line)
MURDER MURDER! (Here's a bullet for ya mind)
MURDER MURDER! (I'm out doin' crime)
MURDER MURDER! (But we never do time)
[Big DS]
YOU DIRTY MUTHAFUCKIN' RAT! I CHA-CHA-CHA
Now they got me on the line, too tender (WHY?!), cuz I killed the inspector
Rzarection, and equal protection, written, burnin'
THE BITCHES OUT SEXIN'! So damn crazy
Now they got me in confession over salaries (WHAT?!)
Cause they can't get with me (AH HAH!)
While tubbin' out, me while on trial
I'm headin' for P now, feel and see now
BLESS MY MIND WHEN I WAS OUT DOIN' CRIME!
That's you locked down, WHENEVER BEEN LOCKED UP!
All the time you get ??? and MUTHAFUCKAZ IS ACTING CRAZY!
[Chorus]
[Sticky Fingaz]
YOU CAN'T FUCK WITH THE WRONG NIGGA BROTHER
YOU RATHER FUCK YOUR MOTHER
PLUS BUST A CAP, FOR HER LESBIAN LOVER
Bullets tricky save you later ? Before ya wake up!
Doin' hard, I'm clippin' their head
Rentio, bitch aware used to live in Brooklyn now you rest
In a sementary, it's a full moon, now get a chill in my spot
Face the population with my nigga play the 9
Your blood clot warrior, BUST THE INBUSTA!
Everybody wants to go to heaven, but nobody wants to die
WHY?! ME DO NOT KNOW! See you in a next life, bloody boy!
(HAHAHA HAHA HAHA!..)
[Chorus] (2x)
[Outro]
Yeah muthafucka! Fucked up! BACK-DA-FUCK-UP!
You get hurt up! It's the Onyx man! That's my word!

Intro: Method Man
Spark that shit up
and lets fly
Oh my people
Heyyy Ohhhh
Ahhhh Hooooo
Eiiii Heyyy
Verse One: Sticky Fingaz
I'm a hoodlum
A dick in the dirt is what i'm holding
Sporting mad Polo but only if its stolen
I got no morals my mind is in the gutter
KId I'll open up your face with my orange box cutter
Soak you when you least expect it
Before I met Russel I only had a jail record
Plus nothing ever hurt me when I was at home
These Evil Streets got a mind of their own
My Pops left me for dead with just the clothes on my back
I grew up selling crack
And learning to drive a car jack
I got street smarts and I use intuition
I can spot an undercover with my x-ray vision
And if anybody test me out there
They gonna make me kill them and throw away my carear
I'm my Mothers first born, Her last bad seed
Verse Two: Fredro Star a.k.a. Never
Its all about the next caper
The cocaine, props and acres
For the sake ah
Snatchin the green paper
Me and my crew roll in the zone of the twilight
The news highlight
When the next shit don't go right
Its so tight its blazing
A nigga squeezed hayz in
got 'em geezing for a runner
Then the plot thickens
On point like Rod Strickland
Clocks ticking
Makes the hardest niggas clicks stop ticking
Hitting they stash
And murdering like and expert
Cover ya tracks
And conceal that dirty shit
Chorus: Method Man
This is for the gun slingers
noise bringers
this is for the crack slingers
bell ringers
this is for the bootleggers
and everyday beggers
And all my hood hustlers who know where we headin'
repeat 2X
Verse Three: Sonsee
Its all about the $50,000 cars
Dice games and ice chains
We out of the average niggas price range
Rings and Remy mixed with Henny
Chicks with Fendi sucking disk in the Infinity
This nigga had mad deco
Fucking petro the nickel metro Blow
All you heard was the gun echo
On a dead nbight I get my head right
Running red lights no headlights
Pumping Buddah in a black Benz
Pulling out Mac 10's
Its just the smell of fucking cigarettes
Broke niggas with assed out
Took 2 puffs and passed out
Woke him up with 21 shots of penicillin
amped him up
I guess thought it was hempacillin
Yo chill kid lamp kid, chill kid you livin'
Aye yo JB hit me one time
Verse Four: Method Man
Its the Blaze that be Johnny
Not many shots can do that ass raunchy
Lyric to the muzak we rolling
Watch out for the niggas that be holding
Raunchy fucking up your colon
Of course its Tical
Verbal assault
We can walk these dogs through all 5 boroughs of New York
Some talk
While other individuals walk
In my square tryin' to hide thoughts
Spreading lies in my ears
Got me questioning my peers
That be show and prove they don't belong here
I be the Chef in Hells Kitchen
Pop in the clip and hit the DJ if the records skipping
My competition gotta keep me at arms distance
I know myself onion head niggas don't listen
I shoot the what
Got no time for that wiz bitchin'
I'm about to blow in 5 seconds
The clocks ticking consider this another mission
impossible as he gets hostile
Uncut blowing up your nostril
We There
Come on take another if you dare
The reason why its so raw cause its real
I swear by the hairs on my Chin Chiggy Chin
To the day I die I represent the Grimy niggas
The ones who can't afford Tommy Hillfigger
The down and dirty Johnny fill Niggas
Yeah

I got struck by lighting and the thunder
Wildin' in the shit from the tundra, the Winda
Help me up, someone's pullin' me under
A scorcher, flame on the brain, this is torture
Terrible, horrible, sick shit, I brought ya
Sacrifice the virgin, urban, I'm splurgin'
Split splice, I prefer to bring it like a surgeon, right
Bombs, I got shatter, bullet holes in the paper
Escape the, madness, Onyx, the baddest
Souls of a soldier in the streets of survival
If you to find the blackness, here's the gun to guide you
Fumble up, crews crumble up, under pressure God
It's hard, fuck you, broke, your tooth playin'
Shiftee, low down, gritty and grimey
Shiftee, low down, gritty and grimey
Shiftee, low down, gritty and grimey
Shiftee, low down, gritty and grimey
Shiftee, low down, gritty and grimey
Come and just bust me, peel the real shit
Drilled through ya ear drum, hell, yeah, I'm fearsome
My equilibrium, is touched with the U S G, sickness
Contaminated with slickness
Filthy, nasty, grungy, tracks of the wretched
I gotta deflect it, crazy desperate, deception
Yeah, son, keep 'em on the run
If you wasn't a two, then you musta been the one
It's not a big case, to erase, who makes it my fate
You just, waste your time and blood
So you better play ya space
'Cause if that's some shit, gon' get real stupid
And you and your man, can troop it
Shiftee, low down, gritty and grimey
Shiftee, shiftee, shiftee, shiftee
Aiy you, you nasty ass, what's up, big fella?
Hey whatever, whatever shit, the dirty desert dweller
Who said never, all in together
Now, I'm a show you how the Afficial niggaz, fuck it up
Shiftee, low down, gritty and grimey
Shiftee, low down, gritty and grimey
Shiftee, low down, gritty and grimey
Shiftee, low down, gritty and grimey
Shiftee, low down, gritty and grimey
Shiftee, low down, gritty and grimey
Shiftee, low down, gritty and grimey
Shiftee, low down, gritty and grimey
One day I'ma rule the fuckin' world, just mark my word
I've got the filthiest shit, human ears ever heard
And even if you wash my mouth out with soap
I'll still be as disgusting and despicable
Unpredictable, liable to flip my lid
My moms dropped me on my head, when I was a kid
Back then I lost all my marbles, today I lost my job
So in essence it's Armageddon, somebody's bound to get robbed
Watch out, this could be you, I believe
Put a gun to your face, it's better to give than receive
I'm more than meets the eye, energize
Make your blood pressure rise, mad face, ain't no disguise
Shiftee, low down, gritty and grimey
Shiftee, low down, gritty and grimey
Shiftee, low down, gritty and grimey

Aiyyo what about the hoes? (Hoes?)
Yeah you know, the hoes
This is for the nappy hoes, yaknowhatI'msayin?
Yeah, word is bond
All the hoes that wanna get scrappy, we gonna do it like this for ya
Check it one time
It's just
me and Jack, the blac vagina finda (3X)
Me and Jack, it's just me and Jack
I'm the motherfucker fuckin somebody daughter
Go downstairs, shake hands with her father
Say you need her back, no dad don't bother
Excuse me mister sir, but your daughter gets the rawest
It's not everyday you get to be a genuine witness
of the nineteen ninety-two, annual, FuckFest
So take off your bra, show your breasts and move your dress
Yo what's the matter hooker, cat got your tongue?
Or do you want my tongue to get your cat and get you strung
I got the whip appeal, plus chains and bats
And always wear hats, for flippin in the puddy cats
Once it's in there's no turnin back
Move your feet, to your head, til you hear your bone crack
When bitches get dick they don't know how to act
And once you go black, you never go back
I don't discriminate and just leave it at that
I'm just one, stinky kinky, slim not slinky
Fiddle with your clitoris then pop your pussy with my pinky
Tryin to get yours, I'm tryin to get minor
It's just me and Jack, the blac vagina finda
It's just
me and Jack, the blac vagina finda (3X)
It's just me and Jack, just me and Jack
The perverted motherfuckers is at it again (3X)
Fuckin with a skin, fuckin with a skin
Nigga's in like a singer, the slick dick pussy banger
Titty strangler, rougher than a Wrangler
Guaranteed to make em bleed they need paper satisfaction
Big butt cheeks the funky breakbeat action
Leavin the hoes, smackin the hoes, leavin em on the subway
Lost without a care but can't walk cause that ass is broken
First date, veteran, better than a nympho
Sleek to the beat cause I be fuckin on tempo
Train like a trolley, lick her like a lolli
I smoke more cheeba than motherfuckin Bob Marley
Lady persuader, big panty raider
Four times a week I get stuck on the elevator
La la, live to die
Tricked on this slick and went way past her Y
Jack B. Nimble, Jack B. Quick
He got too slick, now he got a sick dick
Cause I don't really really give a fuck
Praise the Lord, cause even nuns get stuck
Never play me like a burger, I'm never double cheesy
Easy Rider or writer, stinky never fighter
Try to get yours, cause I know I'm gonna get minor
Me and Jack, the blac vagina finda
It's just
me and Jack, the blac vagina finda (3X)
It's just me and Jack, just me and Jack
Me and Jack (4X)
Ya don't stop
and ya don't quit
We're gonna be fuckin some bitches kid...
word is bond...

[Onyx - all talking]
Official Nast'! Word is bond
Yeah - yeah yeah - you know the real deal boy
Word up, Official, Official, Official, Official
Word up, check me, I'm the Official, Nastee
It's like that, yeah it's like this
Son hold up, what up what up
We gonna rhyme right now, word is bond
Give it all we got, c'mon yo, c'mon.
[Fredro Starr]
A lot of things have changed since I grown up
Half my brothers got locked, half got blown UP!
From playin "two hand touch" and the games in the street
But the games ain't the same, now we playin with heat
SEE THERE'S DANGER, in my buildin, they rollin dice there
Ain't nuttin nice there, who dare with ice-stare?!
My hallway is like Rahway, to the thugs in the doorway
Peace, kid I'm out, NO DOUBT!
We just hangin on the corner, puffin trees just
tryin to stay warm, sippin? Easy? Jesus!
Problems after problem, it keeps revolvin
They got us starvin, that's why we out robbin (knahmsayin?)
There's days I can't remember like the 6th of December
I think it was September nah, maybe it was November (what?!)
This kid got rocked, just for steppin on some sneakers
Heard from Tamika, he's gettin buried in a speaker
cause his mom's was on that *inhaling*, gettin laced
She not SMOKIN IT! She took one bad hit
Chorus: repeat 2X
Aiyyo (YO!) can't escape the ghetto
Hell no, it's everywhere you go!
Aiyyo (YO!) can't escape the ghetto
Hell no, it's everywhere you go!
[Sonsee]
I'm not your role model, I'll drink the whole bottle
Don't follow, nobody cause you never know tomorrow
Just look around, EVERYWHERE, it's despair
It ain't no care here, and good times is rare
or seldom last long, they always fadin
when my fam is dyin over money and gettin incarcerated (yeah)
Just to be a statistic, it's sadistic
Too realistic, we goin this QUICK!
The other night kids got bad (Word, T-N-T ran out?)
Got them kids Bill and Ted, they called the law news spread
Last week they was blazin on the corner, bullets ricochet
Hit somebody's baby, and they kid may be dead
Resultin from the ill {shit}, to say the least
Livin in the ghetto... rest in peace!
[Onyx]
Yo. HEY!
cause where I'm from, the good die young
The sky is grey, we never see the sun
The ghetto life, is live and let live
on the day to day.
[Sticky Fingaz]
It all began when Shorty Rock took the law in his own hand
Sick of seein his moms gettin beat up by his old man
So he did what any kid woulda done
Went into the closet, got his pop's gun
Who need enemy when you got family?
It's hard to get a job when you look like me (WORD UP!)
See people don't just rob cause they on unemployment
Some do it for the pure satisfaction enjoyment
Brrrr, it's cold, this world is freezin
Folks gettin murdered over no apparent reason (NO!)
Packin they bags, talkin bout they leavin
But where you gonna go? You can't escape THE GHETTO!
You see more when you HIGH, even less when you LOW
You can't run from your own shadow
Chorus
{*scratches "my little man, shorty doo wop"*}
[Onyx] In every ghetto, we packin heavy metal (repeat 4X)

Seem like the only thoughts would be negative
But shit, I'd never give, I need a sedative
I'mma forever live, the one and only, murderer
Defeat, I never heard of that
Push ya head, throw the back, gettin' that, word to gat
The most coatable, a number two of niggas
When there's a show to do
You know the true, Official Nast niggas
I blow a hole in you
I'm selli'n tracks not cracks, you buyin' or what?
'Cuz I be in your crib right now, tyin' you up
Corams jack ya house, put the gat to your spouse mouth
And clean the place, kill the kids, do they see my face?
It's the cream I taste, he thinkin' my way, be the race
We the mischief who raise the most hell
Onyx in the Bible, Genesis 2, verse 12 and that's the life, that I lead
Niggas walk around town like they can't bleed
So take that, where your heart is at
So take that, yeah, what

Onyx
Move back the Onyx is here
Back up, back up the Onyx is here
Move back the Onyx is here
Back up, back up the Onyx is here
Move back the Onyx is here
Back up, back up the Onyx is here
Yeah, yeah yeah make way for the wild child
Stop screamin', you're fiendin'
Play that, say that, dip dive socialize
Uncivilized guys rise up
And pop wasn't ready the way they say this 'cause we hate it
Back up, back off, lick shot for that tree spot
Onyx is the antidote for all your problems
Damn! Don't it feel good
Yo, I know you love to hate it, but you cannot explain
Why you keep puttin' Mad Face in your veins
Oooh, yeah, there, I got it
Afficial Nastee psychotic, spies got spotted
So travel through the mind of a maniac automatic
You panic get deaded, a nigga on the planet
Feel the black stone, hit the do', roamin' the [Incomprehensible]
Fills and skills to put chills in ya backbone
Move back the Onyx is here
Back up, back up the Onyx is here
Move back the Onyx is here
Back up, back up the Onyx is here
Move back the Onyx is here
Back up, back up the Onyx is here
Move back the Onyx is here
Back up, back up the Onyx is here
1 to the 9 to the 9 to the 3, solid as a rock
So back up off the block, blow up the spot
So left, right, left, right take it to the center, and enter
The black reign domain, a plain you never been to
And you know what this is, what, face down on the floor
Give me it all, I got they back against the wall
Move back the Onyx is here
Back up, back up the Onyx is here
Move back the Onyx is here
Back up, back up the Onyx is here
Move back the Onyx is here
Back up, back up the Onyx is here
Move back the Onyx is here
Back up, back up the Onyx is here
Don't be afraid, you'll only lose your life that way
I'm an endangered species, surprised to live to see today
But if you're readin' between the enemy line you'll find I'm insane
Too much strain on the brain, capable to pop a vein
So I'ma do it, do it, do it, do it, do it like this
The Onyx is here, so back up or get dissed
And if you put me to the test, I'll lay you to rest
Bring it right to his chest, put it straight through his vest
Move back the Onyx is here
Back up, back up the Onyx is here
Move back the Onyx is here
Back up, back up the Onyx is here
Move back the Onyx is here
Back up, back up the Onyx is here
Move back the Onyx is here
Back up, back up the Onyx is here
Move back the Onyx is here
Back up, back up the Onyx is here

You my wife with no papers
My gangsta bitch
The first time I got caught
You to shank the bitch
Ain't scared to get down
She'll bust off rounds
Smoke a Newport
Cut me half, bust me down
Catch me looking at anotha chick
She curse me out
Dead serious
But at times she act silly
Jump out the truck at the light
To get the dutch
Rolling it up
Chasing down ice cream trucks
I waited half an hour for your hair to get braided
She leaving dirty messages on three way pagers
Thought her how to roll cello and spit razors
She hit triple six first time out in Vegas
She never got shook when the Feds
Knocked down the door
She hid the coke
A scared chic would of flushed it raw
And we could live it up
Eat lobster and shrimp
Or get grimy with a
Quarter bag of potato chips
'Cuz it's straight gangsta
Straight gangsta
(Straight gangsta)
Gangsta
I need a down chic
That wouldn't mind loading the clip
And that wouldn't blow her mind
If I showed her a brick
In and outta the grind
With a focus for chips
Blowing for one time
With her controlling the weep
Re-up for me
And make sure she double the flip
She a sophisticated thug bitch
That move her hips
She catch you for your setup
When you move ya shit
But most of the time she throw
The cold shoulders to guys
Smoke in the ride
Hooded low
Over her eyes
She know she a dime
Baby nine strapped to her thighs
Gotta be live
Help me count doe in a five
And when I'm gone for weeks on them O.T. moves
She don't trip
She's a gangsta
She knows the rules
Giving me hell
That's not something I am hoping to loose
And God forbid, I slip up and land in jail
My murda mommy put the house up
To make the bail
(Come on)
'Cuz it's straight gangsta
Straight gangsta
(Straight gangsta)
Gangsta
Behind a real nigga
Is a real bitch
They lied to me
See my bitch
She walk right beside of me
I been in situations
Seen her ride for me
She lick my gun wounds
Even did my time with me
Ain't nothing she can't have
I get that girl everything
Tatoo our names on our fingers for wedding rings
Are you that chic?
Do you rep sticky?
We split it down the middle everything
Forty, sixty
Are you that chic for rich
Or poor?
The only one I eat out
The only one I hit raw
Keep you covered in ice
'Til you start shiverin'
Baby phat Gucci
Thugged out in pink timberlands
Me and her, we like Bonnie and Clyde
I hold the heat and the money and
She drive the ride
She make other bitches mad
'Cuz she more bitch
Than they ever been
It's the beautiful, intelligent
Talented, trama, heroin
'Cuz it's straight gangsta
Straight gangsta
(Straight gangsta)
Gangsta
Count bills with me
You'll kill for me
When the blood shed tears
You still with me
'Cuz you real with me
Smoke five with me
Look the judge in the eye

Oh, shit, that shit just shot duke in the face
Nigga gotta be dead, fuck that then, let's rob that nigga, man
Take that nigga watch an' get the fuck out of here, fuck him
Aiyyo, young brothers out here shouldn't be stickin' up people, y'know?
Give me the money, give me the money
Here comes Sonee, the greaser
Sees the hostages, my conscience keeps tellin' me I should just
Hit 'em high, hit 'em low, everywhere I go
There's no coppers to stop us, the pros, our motto is
Stik 'n' muve, stik 'n' muve
Stik 'n' muve, stik 'n' muve
8 o'clock in the mornin', time to wake up
Another brother gettin' paid an' away, it's a stick up
No time to even take a bath
Strictly cash, tax free quick fast
Grab my Polo, jumped in the Timberland boots
I got Audi, time to get rowdy
Shiftee, low down gritty an' grimy
I guess I gotta find my crimey
Sticky Fingaz, yo, that's Sticky Fingaz
Jetted to the ave in a half of a second
He wasn't at the spot, so the stop I was checkin'
Met him on the way, tucked away was the weapon
Stik 'n' muve, stik 'n' muve
Stik 'n' muve, stik 'n' muve
Single handed me an' Mickey barely took a trip to Linden
Picked up some cheeba an' some brew an' yo, what else?
Screamin' nothin'
Now we on the East train back an' RJ said something
Oops, since I stopped, the 40-deuce get loose
Seen three other troopers an' they tried to call a truce
One had a link, the other a goose
You know what we took an' you know what we left
But the third one played a punk, he dissed his posse an' stepped
With Sticky on the loose, there was nothin' he could do
So I pulled out the old tape ducted 22
But that was only petty skills, the Philly get Freddie
Stik 'n' muve, stik 'n' muve
Stik 'n' muve, stik 'n' muve
Yeah, yeah, hand over the money
Don't get like, "Doc, what's up Doc?", This is Mugs Bunny
An' ain't nuttin' funny, ha, it's a stick up
Sticky got sticky an' tricky with the wallet
But this ain't 'El Segundo'
It's just the four bad brothers from the ghetto
Stik 'n' muve, stik 'n' muve
Stik 'n' muve, stik 'n' muve
We had an option after 12 in the city
Man, we gonna roll with some shits like Nitti
But first we got trips because the man got geese
Yo, mister, I just got robbed, have you seen the police?
Nah, none over here, good, so run all your gear
Rolex watch, rings, the Gucci underwear
You might think I'm sorta out of order
But I'll rob you for a quarter, say, ?Whiteys, you'se a goner?
You'se a goner, wanna call the pork, pig, ya dig? Police, peace
Stik 'n' muve, stik 'n' muve
Stik 'n' muve, stik 'n' muve
Aiyyo, young brothers out here
Shouldn't be stickin' up people, y'know? That's a no no
This is a story about Sticky Fingaz and Mickey Fills show
An' there was a
Stik 'n' muve, stik 'n' muve
Stik 'n' muve, stik 'n' muve
Stik 'n' muve, stik 'n' muve
Stik 'n' muve, stik 'n' muve
Stik 'n' muve, stik 'n' muve
Stik 'n' muve, stik 'n' muve
Stik 'n' muve
Yeah, yeah, hand over the money
Yeah, yeah, gimme the money, gimme the money
Yeah, yeah, hand over the money
Yeah, yeah, gimme the money, gimme the money
Hit 'em high, hit 'em low
Gimme the money, gimme the money
Hit 'em high, hit 'em low
Gimme the money, gimme the money
Hit 'em high, hit 'em low
Gimme the money, gimme the money

Afficial......Nast......niggas!
Word up
Somethin new for you
Hear to make moves, get mines automatically
(?) rhyme master, rapidly tragedies
Guns like Butch Cassidy, nasty like Dick Dastardly
As I be gradually (distorted) like (gunshot)
Glowin, blowin, flowin, goin, fast at it like Jesse Owens
Make you throw in, the towel, I will
Do all sorts of moves through all sports
Rhymes blew all thoughts, all crews to dust, it's us
Official, Nastee, the aggy still ghastly
You triple S nigga, soft sexy and sassy
We crash, I break your cast, and yes, we get busy
I'ma do my show, get my dough, and lick titties
I'm shitty, I diarrehea on the globe
Fire flee up on your clothes
And like 'squito up on your hoe
In case you didn't know, I stay free flow
Officially, this'll be your chance to see how ill this nigga
be, go figure
[Chorus:]
For every nigga show me love, two niggas hate me
For every bitch that show me love, two bitches tryin to take me
For every nigga show me love, two niggas hate me
Yo, black dust, miraculous
Head rush, hoes blush, it's only us
Shit's lush, shit we lust, is plush, Lexus
My techs bust, your guns rust, to God trust
Walk the path righteous, priceless
Nigga you shine like ice crushed
You get your shit bust, no more to discuss
Nigga's jeal-e-ous, cuz bitches feel us
The wild, rebel-e-ous, hell yes
Niggas is whack, we pack dust
Official Nas niggas back us, can't fuck with us
Umm, my gun's wettin, like a open hydrant
Got you hidin, from shots firin
>From hot iron
You gotta realize, your block's dyin
Put skis on your knees and start sliding
My clock's timin, not tryin, to see us not shinin
I'm eye blindin, hearts, hearts like a lion
You're not lyin, superstar then a dine in
Your insides cryin, rip your outside in
[Chorus] (repeats)
Schemin in the back
See I'm schemin in the back
Act like you don't know, I put you in the choke hold
Rampage the logos, nigga here is loco
I still get respect if I had no dough
Sport Polo, always keep a low pro
If it's a promo, this nigga here no show
About my no low, I never drive slo-mo
Faster than Go Go, if it ain't me it's so so
Kick in your door, wavin the four four
All you hear is shots until there ain't no more
Hit you with the low blow, you can't go toe toe
I rub elbow, with niggas in cell blo', and New York City
hellhole
Still in they jail clo'
Old school niggas with Kango, and shell toe
Mix hats with Hydro, and Cocoa
How you gonna fuck with my click if you can't fuck with me solo?

Yeah, aha, yeah
Onyx is back, and they can never, ever, ever be wack
Onyx is back, and they can never, ever, ever be wack
Onyx is back, and they can never, ever, ever be wack
Onyx is back, and they can never, ever, ever be wack
Yo, America is under attack, yo Onyx is back
Took a team out the hood, the whole crew got phat
A lot of hate 'cause I took Hollywood on my back
Keep it cruelly, grimy, no positive rap
You can tell by the way I got out the projects
You still here, your thuggin with the best
Don't worry if I got nines I blast text
You should worry if ya got shine I snatch next
War for real you don't want war for real
If it's real make ya Timbs up step up and feel
'Cause real killas do real things, but not you
You americé nigga who wanna play nigga?
Take a stray nigga, get out ma way nigga
The ballheads back nobody worse then them
I'm a mad face nigga in a worsta grim
I'm a maceface nigga I'm n a [unverified]
Onyx is back, and they can never, ever, ever be wack
Onyx is back, and they can never, ever, ever be wack
Onyx is back, and they can never, ever, ever be wack
Onyx is back, and they can never, ever, ever be wack
Who that, sonee, hell yeah
Bangin' Brooklyn to Brussels to bell air
Shortys poppin' their brands
Hoppin' out cars, got rappers nervous
Scared of dropping their bars
Take ya though, break you, break ya ho
Nigga ain't a greater flow
I make ya new, money better play it low
Take it slow, make the foo, keep ya face ain't a moo
I'm like mixin' liquor, I'm bound to come up on niggaz
And highjack the bank abduct ya ditches
Can't fly, got a nice plan tuck to fit ya
I'll be lost a fare kid paid bucks to bitch ya
So, no, wer stopping wer trempin' yo scene
I'm mixin', yellow with blue, I gotta get green
Either yo' with us, or not, not in between
You will show us the money when I show you the bean
Onyx is back, and they can never, ever, ever be wack
Onyx is back, and they can never, ever, ever be wack
Onyx is back, and they can never, ever, ever be wack
Onyx is back, and they can never, ever, ever be wack
Well, it's the S T crocked I C K Y
Got ma [unverified] doin' for sticks back in B, K and Y
I'm livin' all in 5 barrels, so I'm rappin' wild
The thuggest thug in the club, who else plays high?
Been in the game for years, it made me a criminal
Your small time, ma rims is just as big as you
I've never had a 9 to 5, I had a 9 that hit people that got off there 5
From those shiny things, that cut trough glass
Don't even speak to me, this is about sex and cash
I like ma cars, girls and clothes only for ma models
I beat you between yo head with thousand dollar arms bottle
Can't even with ice, I carry to much heat
The combination always leaves somebody wetting the street
I'm start sellin' hope trough ma arms of weed
'Cause I'm broke only got three hundred gram on the bank
We back, bringing you that filth from filth
Let me stop talking before I criminate myself
Onyx is back, and they can never, ever, ever be wack
Onyx is back, and they can never, ever, ever be wack
Onyx is back, and they can never, ever, ever be wack

Chorus:
This is it now,
You get shut down
Official Naz got the whole game locked down
Noreaga, Big Pun holdin' it~ down,
This is it now,
You get shut down
[Verse 1: Noreaga]
Yo, aiyyo I smoke weed from housin pa, Phillies is hot one
Niggaz betta stop dunn, or catch a hot one
I'm like the Top Gun, Mohawk Shit
Rock my hat back, as long you don't fuck with Onyx
Then You safe in Iraq, I like to dubba(??)
All of my niggaz, we tear the cover up
From Iraq to Bal-ti-more
We do a song keep the shit fuckin ghetto like a hood see-saw
So what what, fuckin dick, what's the recall for?
Yo, every other week you got a brand new law
Yo them crackheads not, knowin what to do wit they time
That's why they really wanna focus on Iraq crime
So what what, fuck you nigga yo we takin shine
[Verse 2]
Shut 'em down second wave desert Bx style
We rep wow
Up(??) hoes be ya mom's dead child
Fucked up
Like blowin fed trial
Its set now
Get blown down
You sped
Blow,
Exile
My cartel drop shells
Burn a 100 L's
You frail
We raise hell
You Niggaz get blazed well
You get closed now
Hosed down
Verbal semi mad a cap
With a Henny habit
Amurk any static
Like a madman,
Goin Postal, Postal
Touch Mics
Froze you fuck it
Son I Gosu(??)
[Verse 3]
Word Up,
Im not a killa I just bust a lot
Run in the spot,
With a rusted glock
Then I bust a shot
Its not a game
Don't be in it for life
Shit is hot son
Send em to Christ
Surrender ya ice
Criminal life is dangerous ill
Trained to kill in the stainless steel
You're brain spilled
The game is real
You playin wit death
Got grimy niggas that'll label you West
And lay you to rest
South(??) Suicide wake the dead
Hate is spread ??
Spread three eights and let it raise ya head
Jail bound eternally hell bound
22 shots of shell round rock ya head in the ground
Noreaga: So what what
Chorus:
This is it now,
You get shut down
Official Nas got the whole game locked down
Noreaga, Big Pun holdin' it~ down,
This is it now,
You get shut down
[Verse 4: Big Pun]
Yo I'm the livest nigga alive, watch me show you
I'll blow your head of your shoulders your own mother won't know you
My squad is supernatural
Don't make me blast you with a rubic(??) capsule
My crew will capture you and trap you inside of Koopa's Castle
I turn ya soon to statue like Medusa's lookin at you
Produce the future raps
Or subtract you like dudes in math do
I'm always moving past you even when I use the bathroom
Wipe my asshole with pages straight out the book of Matthew
Im lookin at you with my third optical vision
I hop out of prison and find me a hot little tropical woman
Now I'm locked in position ready to rock with convictio
chewbaca's descendants blasting you with cosmical weapons
You might as well listen cuz you out of suggestions
Tied up submission of you can't stand the heat get out of the kitchen
Peace to Onyx I miss them for they knowledge and wisdom
Pay homage and listen to hip-hop's newest and most volatle addition
-Breaks In
[Verse 5: Sticky Fingaz]
NOW Sticky Fingaz, I'm still alive
that mean the greatest rapper of all time ain't never died
I'm underground
Too hard for the radio
MTV won't even play my video
They scared to death motha fuckas tryin to ban me
I'm the one who told Ol' Dirty to shut down the Grammys
You think they thinkin kid well me Stick
I burn all o' ya
I don't care if Puffy do ya remix!
I'm crazy, runnin up in Def Jam with a handgun
Fuck a royalty I'm a hold Russell for Ransom
I'll make you sleep where the worms do
I couldn't care less if you ate shit and died and turned blue
Niggaz like us gonna bring the game back
There's so many wack rappers out here I don't know where to aim at
I swear to God ain't nobody touchin me
Next time you see me gonna be the last thing you ever see
Word Up
Chorus:
This is it now,
You get shut down
Official Nas got the whole game locked down
Noreaga, Big Pun holdin' it down
This is it no
You get shut down
This is it now,
You get shut down
Official Nas got the whole game locked down
Noreaga, Big Pun holdin' it down
This is it now,
You get shut down

SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
Well here's another one (WHAT!)
In the gutter one (WHAT!)
Getting running up
Troblesome extra double double I come to feed them
The feed em then I shreed em
So what if that I'm cheating.
And where's everyone when I sound(YA) gwan now (yeah)
I'm gonna show you how come on (ALL AND TOGETHER NOW!)
Yeaah, ohh yeaah!
YEAH!
That's how we gotta be
so stop trying to beat loud as me cause you can't do that
Think about the payoffer so left with an automatic rifle
For last against the lighting last bullets first
On Line
Toughest step and a rep and a run rep and a run wreck and a swine
Peace to the brothers on break his sign
Pumping up a tremple and didn't like his
criminal lickin' buck my eye,
Oh my god I'm so high
Just they say a Rodney say you like a criminum, what!?
Just they say to make get
Making milliangh, children SLAM! Slam!
SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
I'm the mean nasty grease smashing ever slow gashing (Ooohh)
Sticky swift blast of the basty
Of the basty basty bast bashing (Aaahh)
Then I provide I provide the you was cheat.
Beside the getto five
Mak me feel like Jekly and Hyde OF CORSE
I come across with no fear
For sure!
Un-adult un-rated un-conformed
Digusted, busted you wanna touch it.
To hot! You forgot, you're not ready
You're head could get ruptered.
Hit between the eye
I planned the plan alive
I'm the plonic sonic
UH RULE WITH THE BADS GUYS
The villian (JUU), crooks (UUU),hot midas in confide us.
See the big jerk put you look inside us,
My mind, it's graphic, expresstic graphic
So kill the cop because it's kept all mastic
Directin' it
When y`all least expected it
And thought it was safe ONYX hit you in the face so,
SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
(STICKY FINGAZ)
I'm a b-boy
Standin in my b-boy stance
Hurry up and give me the microphone before I bust in my pants
The mad author of anguish
My language, Polluted
Onyx is heavyweight (Sonsee: And still undisputed!!)
He took the words right out my mouth and walked a mile in my shoes
I've paid so many dues, I feel used and abused
And I'm.... so confused
umm, excuse me, for example
I'm the inspiration, for a WHOLE generation
And unless you got 10 SSsssticky Fingers
Its straight immitation
A figment, of your imagination
But but but but wait it gets worse!!
I'm not watered down so I'm dyin of thirst
Comin thru wit a scam, a fullproof plan
B-boys make some noise, and just, JUST SLAM!
SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!

Straight up nigga
Motherfuckin' Southside nigga
(Word up)
Brooklyn what!
We gonna do it just like this man
Straight to your whole area
(Word up, word up)
Yeah, yeah
You know what we fin' to do
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down
Yeah
(Yo word up, yo)
It's time to take over the world!
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down, shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down, shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down, shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down, shut 'em down
(Official Nast', I'm tired of these yo, yo, yo)
Shut 'em down start the violence we whylin' whylin'
Slain rapper's body found washed up on Coney Island
When I rolled up this nigga heart slowed up, that killa froze up
When I pulled up, jumped out with the pump-pump 32 shots and ducked out
Then I broke out, left that cat for dead his body smoked out
'Cause when I fall out, y'all killas got kill me kid I'm goin' all out
Life's a bitch, fuck it! Got a gun, bust it!
The gameplay, gotta play by the rules of your own cannot be trusted
Don't try to test, abide your chest, put five inside your vest
Have you layin' where the dead rest
Shoulda known when you was lookin' in the eyes of death
Asked the Lord for forgiveness
When I did this, there was not no witness
But he should understand 'cause even God got a shit list
Yo it's beatdowns anonymous, I spits like a shiny silver nine'll bust
Niggaz fine to bust, we the kind that rush
Those that hold back taking your whole stack
Grimy street cats, niggaz baldhead, like Kojak
Go gat for gat, quote that, in fact you can smoke that
Uncut black dust, making your whole fucking skull crack
Better know me, one-three, one and only
Could be never phony in any ceremony, I'll tear you homey
(Shut 'em down!)
Sonsee's taking your time, making your mind
Baddest nigga on the low defecatin' with rhymes
Breakin' your spine, got you movin' from the flurry time to worry
I'ma bury the bullshit, feel my full clip!
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down, shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down, shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down, shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down, shut 'em down
Aiyyo I bet you this motherfuckin' double barrel'll blast his face
Be on the lookout for a basketcase
Niggaz pumped you up to watch you get beat
Had you thinkin' shit is sweet
Now you up shit's creek 'cause your shit's weak
How much is your life worth to someone important? 'Cause I be extortin'
Kidnappin' for ransom is some shit that you don't want to get caught in
From back in the days of Gordon niggaz was gettin' robbed
The guy from Rikers Height stayed on his job with his own little mob
Was it worth goin' back to the Earth so soon?
Worth makin' my shit go boom [Incomprehensible] your own doom?
Fill them graveyards 'til there's no room?
Fuck you know about a pine box? Money goin' out with nine glocks
On top between that same nigga when they pull out spray nine shots
Feel like killin' for your crew? I ain't gon' rest
It don't take a whole lot to fill up your vest
Then watch your lungs as they spill out your chest
You best get on some, act your age shit
You a little kid that run for faces
More niggas get killed like that than a little bit
Ay man Sticky
F I N G A Z the crazy Cajun blazin' bullets for days and days
And grazin' amazin', I'm the guy that's lacin'
Purple Hazin, hard to be phasin', Lord, all this hell that I'm raisin'
God of the Underground, I'm gunnin' 'em down with a thunder pound
We gonna
(Shut 'em down!)
We turn shit dumb quick when the gun click
Lyin' incubine pursed and lyin' on your dick
In the morgue admit it dogs I'm the Rottweiler my glock holla
Fuck cocaine killa I sniff gunpowder
So all you real Willies throw your Roley's in the sky
Now all my crooks, rob them players outside!
I'm so hype, I'll take yo' life, better have my dough right
And fuck five mics, I don't need no mic!
What? Bring it! Shut 'em down!
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down, shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down, shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down, shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down, shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down, shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down, shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down, shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down, shut 'em down
(What? Bring it)
(Official Nast' Shut 'em down!)
Word up boy, 'bout to shut down the whole industry
Official Nast', DMX, we wreckin' evr'ything!
So shut up or you get shut down! Like the rest of them!

It's a story about two brothers, Rob and Vic
Grew up in the world alone
God forgot about them, hmm
Forced to fend for themselves
In the Rotten Apples of New York City
This story takes place, in 1993
How many nigs did we get so far?
I couldn't care to count
Just snatch em up quick
If he scream, I'ma put him out
I put the heat to his face to SHUT HIM UP
so I can dig him out
Went in his pockets and got the cash in some big amounts
I looked him dead cold in his eyes, *blast* without carin
If money speak, that explain the voices I've been hearin
You ain't really have to kill him
Yo God he moved -- but I lied
Damn, there's our sick stick-up turned homicide
So? That's the way our momma died
Is you with me I'ma slide
So we slid, had to get our gameplan together
Cause this little bit of stickup loot ain't lastin us forever
Desperate, on the edge with no place to go
We can't go back to the hood we stuck up everyone we know
Chorus: *sung*
For the love of money, people will rob from each other
For the love of money, people will steal from their mother
For the love of money, people will kill their own brother..
Now everytime I hear a fuckin siren, my heart skip a beat
I'm paranoid, every face I see I think he after me
Supposedly
we was supposed to be gettin work from this large cat
But since we know where he rest at -- we goin Bogart!
Son frontin so hard
Heard he had a hundred G's alone on his Gold Card
His crab wife showed me mad cash in her blouse
She said he the mad stash at the house
Couldn't pass up a jooks like this anyday
Anyway
on our way there, I'm feelin bad vibes
Yo kid don't say that
That's when we bumped heads
with vicks that we stuck from way back, up on Atlantic
The way them niggaz lookin God they drivin mad frantic
Yo don't panic, trust me
What?
I jump back and bust em
Shots through they windshield, they ain't wearin shield
Hit the kid behind the steering wheel *car horn* it's the way I feel
In a state to kill I wanna watch him DIE
Wait and chill
We got bigger fish to fry, two L's later
in a Bed-Stuy elevator, got off the fifth floor
Water hit the skull, ready KICK THE DOOR
off the hinges
Bust shots right
Only thing I saw was a nigga four-four
His gun jammed
He tried to run and, reach for a knife
Shot him in the leg
So think about your life
and tell me where the loot's at
He said, "I'll tell you just don't shoot black!"
With the sight of fear, dragged him down six flight of stairs
to the basement, and in someway, he had a trap door in the pavement
Smacked him with the gun, kicked him out the way
Had to be at least 500 K
Now hear come the bitch, talkin bout her share of the wealth
So we put her and the husband out
and we went for self
Chorus
Yo, we fuckin came off!
Word
The plan was splendid
'Cept we got all this money, and can't even spend it
Shh, let's disappear
Yea yea
And be outta this place
So much dirt and shit we did it's hard to show our face
So we bounced out of town and went down to Miami
Cause most those cats we crabbed was like family
Now me and you beefin, nah it can't be true
It all started when all we had was just me and you
Now a whole different person is what I'm startin to see in you
'Member when we had the new Lex
with the two Techs, rollin to the duplex, drinkin Stout
Thinkin bout, what we gonna do next, we used to work tight
Half-assed cars, down to dirt bikes
Hopin everything will go right, with the snow white
and in number spots that flow all night
Up to this day it was all tight
Man, FUCK THAT!
You my little brother and we came out the same pussy
but I'ma kill you, you dummy, you FUCKED UP MY MONEY!
Nah, the money fucked YOU up
Tryin to say the money changed me?
What you think, I'm your brother, you got a gun in my face see
What??!
How can one tiny mistake, make you wannaerase me
Fuck that! You cut a side deal, that's why they raided the block
Now how the fuck I'm 'sposed to know the undercover was a cop
Son you been fuckin with them niggaz!
Look just put down the gun and let this bullshit slide
Nigga I ain't puttin down SHIT
I'm tellin you let's just chill man
FUCK THAT NIGGA!
It don't gotta be this way man
WHAT NIGGA? IT GOTTA BE THIS WAY!
IT DON'T GOTTA BE LIKE THIS MAN!
IT GOTTA BE NIGGA!
THEN GO AHEAD AND PULL THE TRIGGER!!
THINK I WON'T? FUCK YOU!
YOU KNOW YOU AIN'T GON' DO IT!
FUCK YOU!

Welcome aboard Official Nastee Airlines, flight 188
Intro/Chorus:
Kill it in the club, baby show some love
My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya gats
To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got
Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react
(repeat 2X)
Real thug shit unplugged
Ladies lust, angel dust, aim and bust
Bitches who nod, the bulletproof ride's come to ?
and got me shootin at a ghost cause of nickel eyes
to cloak, ? no leaks in gunsmoke
Here to get those, snakes get it the most
G's overdose, we wreck toast to deaf notes
Tech blows, I only put a hole in your leg so..
Ladies and gentlemen
It's going on right now
Official Nast' don't be playin around, we lay it down
Dead you, for the whole win, leave you frozen
Crime scene reporter snap shots like you posin
You got in the way, sorry to say
You shoulda known, shinin on Sonsee's not in the day
All the niggaz in my zone, my close affiliates
be rippin it illin it adrenaline spendin and killin shit
Chorus
Yo, yo
I'm on some other shit, run up on your mother shit
Hockey mask, black tape, tapin up your baby brother shit
Two guns, one in your face, one in my waist
Empty the safe, hit em with the glock he caught a stray shot
Fucked his girl and made him watch, made a death wish
I cut his throat now wear that like a necklace, respect this
Twenty-two shots'll probably harm the body and legs
The body and arms, the body and arms
The shit'll happen so fast, the gat blast left his brains on the glass
in a dash I snatched the cash and fled off in a flash
The only thing I ever lost I couldn't find was time
Son some crackers locked me up that's how I lost my mind
Hit him from behind four times and toss the nine, fuck him
He didn't listen told him give me the shine
The sick shit is when the police, came around to get me
The killers who was with me, snitchin sayin he spit thee
Chorus
Fuck the rap skit, X and the drug complex
When convicts'll start conflicts, kill they own accomplice
Life in the drain niggaz Money got my gold chain?
Pick her whole brain, Sicker Hall of Fame nigga
>From coast to coast I keep the toast
My weekly gross, leave you deeply froze
Half dead close to ghost, yo you heartless
Your heart pump piss, regardless if you a thug or rap artist
AHHHHHHHH I seen death, almost died twice tonight
Sell my own mother out if the price is right
I hate life, gimme the glock
about to join Biggie and 'Pac and you comin like it or not
GET OFF ME! Let me go, don't hold me back
Where my real thugs at? Baby THROW YA GAT!
Sticky Fingaz, from out your darkest fears
I make you meet your maker, make you meet the man upstairs
Chorus
Killin it (2X)
Chorus
Ladies and gentlemen
Welcome aboard Official Nastee Airlines, flight 188
Word up yo, Official Nast'
Gettin cream, Onyx, we move with the many crews
We let you know right now, we shuttin shit down
Nine-eight, word up get your shit straight
You think your shit hot? Stick your shit up
What? Bring yo' shit to the club
Bring yo' heat to the street
Official Nast', shuttin shit down -- WHAT?!
Ladies and gentlemen

Chorus:
Yo, Yo, Official Naz Comin' Through betta raze it up
All my hoods' on the block better raze it up
All my peoples locked up better raze up
You better raze it up
You better raze it up
Yo Yo
Lyrical Assault
Mics outlined in chalk
Gun Talk, homicide in New York
Caught a raw deal, horror and me a vil'
Hand me the steel, breathe in ya' man to get killed
Put a knife to the love of ya' life,
Put a slug in ya' wife
Blood on ya ice
Mud on my knife
Drug price, chain snatch cocaine crack
Goin they jacks with the gat blow ya brains back
Switchin' lanes and drop vests
Blow the top of the jet
Cock and wet you rocked for death
Driveby's pain in eyes painting black lines
All the way live
Guns in the sky
Move and die
Survivin' niggaz leave you left for death
One in ya head
Runnin from Feds
Drugs under ya bed
Crime kills blast rhyme skills like nine mills
So nigga dead
Cuz I kill so what
Chorus:
Official Naz comin' though betta' raze it up
Where my real thugs at you betta' raze it up
All my villains with the checks you betta' raze it up
You betta' raze it up
You betta' raze it up
Official Naz' comin' through you betta' raze it up
If you don't wanna get wet you betta' raze it up
If you from the projects you betta' raze it up
You betta' raze it up
You betta' raze it up
Right NOW, we gonna hit you up with the joints like BOW
Blast nasty
Fight pow
Styles takin' you to the bank
Me crew always pack shanks??
Lick that clit in a 600 Benz tint
These degrees is hot
MC's get got
Comin ta tangle from wild angles
Get mangled
Buck fifty game is blow you
Till ya moms won't know you
It take 2 cheap niggaz just to sell you
Its arrested then, me and my crew
It won't be beautiful,
All that shit you talk is new to who, believe that
Words hit you like a semi-gat
Any act, unaccordingly wait, gimme that
So core tight it was house
Complicated in death
Me and my killas still here
And yo ass is out
We up out the gutters
And let you get touched
Its such, blood rush
Raze it up!
Chorus:
Official naz comin through ya betta' raze it up
Everybody from the streets betta' raze it up
And if you holdin heat you betta' raze it up
You betta' raze it up
You betta' raze it up
Official naz comin through ya betta' raze it up
All the willies at the bar ya betta' raze it up
If you bouncin in ya car ya betta' raze it up
You betta' raze it up
You betta' raze it up
Sticky Fingaz
Madman, tear down stages
Ain't nobody dead or alive who could get with me and my rages
Throw my clip in a gat and I'm sick of this yap
And I'm ready to bust a cap
And if you happen
Ya niggaz will get shot fuck the rap
Get ya ass kicked
Set you up or get you blasted
Closed gasket
I'm the bald headed bastard
Black dust gave me black lungs
I pack guns
Im used to action like dodgin' bullets over crack funds
Reaction!
Blaze the mack 10
Shogun
I could spot the sheisty villains cuz it take one to know one
Remove my mask and reveal myself
Heal Myself,
If I was you I would kill myself
So play dead eyes stay red
Spray lead
I'm way fed and ain't leavin without they head
Son holders they bout to get roughed up what
When you see me all you hear is: (gunshot kinda noises)
Official Naz Comin through ya betta' raze it up
All my shorties in the spot you betta' raze it up
If you don't wanna get shot you betta' raze it up
You betta' raze it up
You betta' raze it up
Official Naz Comin through ya betta' raze it up
When you see the Cops come you betta' raze it up
East coast West coast you betta' raze it up
You betta' raze it up
You betta' raze it up
What?!
Word Up Raze it Up
We doin it with a cutie c'mon bounce bounce bounce
Word~ up Raze it up
We doin it with a cutie c'mon bounce bounce bounce
C'mon word up raze it up

Sticky Fingaz: Official Naz Takeover
Chorus:
Yo Yo Official Naz Comin' Through betta raze it up
All my hoods' on the block better raze it up
All my peoples locked up better raze up
You better raze it up
You better raze it up
Verse1 (Sonsee)
Yo Yo
Lyrical Assault
Mics outlined in chalk
Gun Talk homicide in New York
Caught a raw deal horror and me a vil'
Hand me the steel breathe in ya' man to get killed
Put a knife to the love of ya' life,
Put a slug in ya' wife
Blood on ya ice
Mud on my knife
Drug price, chain snatch cocaine crack
Goin they jacks with the gat blow ya brains back
Switchin' lanes and drop vests
Blow the top of the jet
Cock and wet you rocked for death
Driveby's pain in eyes painting black lines
All the way live
Guns in the sky
Move and die
Survivin' niggaz leave you left for death
One in ya head
Runnin from Feds
Drugs under ya bed
Crime kills blast rhyme skills like nine mills
So nigga dead
Cuz I kill so what
Chorus:
Official Naz comin' though betta' raze it up
Where my real thugs at you betta' raze it up
All my villains with the checks you betta' raze it up
You betta' raze it up
You betta' raze it up
Official Naz' comin' through you betta' raze it up
If you don't wanna get wet you betta' raze it up
If you from the projects you betta' raze it up
You betta' raze it up
You betta' raze it up
Verse2 (Fredro Starr)
Right NOW, we gonna hit you up with the joints like BOW
Blast nasty
Fight pow
Styles takin' you to the bank
Me crew always pack shanks??
Lick that clit in a 600 Benz tint
These degrees is hot
MC's get got
Comin ta tangle from wild angles
Get mangled
Buck fifty game is blow you
Till ya moms won't know you
It take 2 cheap niggaz just to sell you
Its arrested then, me and my crew
It won't be beautiful,
All that shit you talk is new to who, believe that
Words hit you like a semi-gat
Any act, unaccordingly wait, gimme that
So core tight it was house
Complicated in death
Me and my killas still here
And yo ass is out
We up out the gutters
And let you get touched
Its such, blood rush
Raze it up!
Chorus:
Official naz comin through ya betta' raze it up
Everybody from the streets betta' raze it up
And if you holdin heat you betta' raze it up
You betta' raze it up
You betta' raze it up
Official naz comin through ya betta' raze it up
All the willies at the bar ya betta' raze it up
If you bouncin in ya car ya betta' raze it up
You betta' raze it up
You betta' raze it up
Verse3 (Sticky Fingaz)
Sticky Fingaz
Madman, tear down stages
Ain't nobody dead or alive who could get with me and my rages
Throw my clip in a gat and I'm sick of this yap
And I'm ready to bust a cap
And if you happen
Ya niggaz will get shot fuck the rap
Get ya ass kicked
Set you up or get you blasted
Closed gasket
I'm the bald headed bastard
Black dust gave me black lungs
I pack guns
Im used to action like dodgin' bullets over crack funds
Reaction!
Blaze the mack 10
Shogun
I could spot the sheisty villains cuz it take one to know one
Remove my mask and reveal myself
Heal Myself,
If I was you I would kill myself
So play dead eyes stay red
Spray lead
I'm way fed and ain't leavin without they head
Son holders they bout to get roughed up what
When you see me all you hear is: (gunshot kinda noises)
Official Naz Comin through ya betta' raze it up
All my shorties in the spot you betta' raze it up
If you don't wanna get shot you betta' raze it up
You betta' raze it up
You betta' raze it up
Official Naz Comin through ya betta' raze it up
When you see the Cops come you betta' raze it up
East coast West coast you betta' raze it up
You betta' raze it up
You betta' raze it up
Sticky Fingaz: What?!
Onyx: Word Up Raze it Up
We doin it with a cutie c'mon bounce bounce bounce
Word~ up Raze it up
We doin it with a cutie c'mon bounce bounce bounce
C'mon word up raze it up
DJ scratching "raze it up"

[Intro]
Aaaiight... aaaiight... aaaiight... aaaiight!
OH NO NOT THEM HITTIN' CHROME!
[Fredro Starr]
Balheadz and gunz BLOAW!
Do you wanna run say: "Aaah!" (Aaah!)
Wich way did he go? You don't know
You move too slow, boy you BLOW
My style flows on you right here
Where my Queens niggaz? (RIGHT HERE!)
Is you out there? (YEAH!... YEAH!)
[Sonsee]
Just watch us walk this hit, and get ILL
We won't gall, til we hear fifty bill
So grab a hoe, get a grib, it's time to shake it up
Rappers and routines, that make bricks
[Sticky Fingaz]
And you couldn't make me forget about, where I came frome
And even if I left... SNOW, I still be a hoodlum
Cuz good dayz come to those WHO TAKE 'EM
And I'm fed up, if there was so much things outta ya
I gotta screeaam! (Aaah!) To let it all
It's frustration and it's filled up inside a me!
[Chorus]
Come on and scream (AAH!)
And shout (OOH!), just let it all out (YEAH!)
(4x)
[Sonsee]
These M.C.'s shoulda rehearse
They keep comin' around like auto-reverse
But then I shift THE WORST!
We THE WORST, and then they heard
But first da cut-- Then I bust they verse to quince(?) my fears
[Sticky Fingaz]
I've had mad money, but I spend it, now I'm broke
So I'm searching for somebody to put in a choke hold
And I can wet to wrap my bay hands around they neck
And SQUEEZE until I fuckin' strangle 'em to death
[Sonsee]
Yo, you smell that?
[Fredro Starr]
Yeah, that's me, I'm the shit
I'm in affect like Woodtex
A newer Tec from out da click
Because my rhyme again, pass me my Heineken
WHERE'S THE WEED I NEED? It is my vitamin, so light it Lincoln (HAH!)
Reach for the sky, you move too far, you won't get by, you gotta jar
This style is a gimmick and you know that you can't be, what we be
We AFFICIAL NAST!
[Chorus]
[Fredro Starr]
When I was born, I never thought that I could be like that
? up on their BACK, block's sellin' CRACK
Watch the BLACK cops, I PACK cock clocks and glock phat knots
Nigga in Dawn Paddy crimes, like I play nines
And odds to stay alive, survive and they gettin' mine
Faultless for ghetto minds, and FUCK DA?
See you rather run the streets and fuck around with the crooks
THEY GOT bigger and bigger and bigger and bigger and Deffer and better
This my better bottom of brother, word to mother!
[Sonsee]
Mo' niggaz grab the mics, talkin' 'bout they gonna set it
When all the rounds you'll make is fake and synthesis
We just get it, wish your style is old and?
So burn up mo' money, cuz you gets no credit
You want it? Here go
Nigga know that you own me, or me gon' be on da street dealo
Bangin' M.C.'s, SO KEEP IT LIVE! Up in here
I swear nothing left, we pose dead, your best record by--Most def, Most Def
[Sticky Fingaz]
Sticky Fingaz, I earn money for walkin' in chains
Where I grew up, in Brooklyn New York, moved to Queens, and my teams
My pants is bustin' out the scene, is what this gun in my teens
Without it I wouldn't've lived this long
In my wildest dreams, that I'm a STAR!
All spotlights, police have me!
[Chorus]
[Outro]
Afficial Nast keep it on, keep keep it on, and ya don't stop
All City keep it on, keep keep it on, and ya don't stop
Armee keep it on, keep keep it on, and ya don't stop

[Intro: Fredro Starr]
Just to let you know this is recorded 9/11/2001
The day the World Trade Center blows up
Shit is real, son
Shit hit home, kid, word up
Hope you can feel this
[Chorus]
Hope you can feel me
(Hope you can feel me)
So much pain insii-ii-iide
Hope you can hear me
I'm crying through my heart
[Fredro Starr]
When I first heard the track it made me cry
Brought tears to my eyes and I don't even know why
My life ain't nothing but anger and pain
Tatoos on the back of my arm should explain
Blood, sweat and tears, ten years in the game
So many times all alone with the gat to my brain
It's me against the world nigga, I feel the same
I'm "Ready to Die" too Big, I feel the same
I'm America's nightmare - young, black and rich
Man, I'm paranoid, make me wanna clap my bitch
A hundred miles an hour, wanna rap my whip
Asking God "Shit, where we going after this?"
I'ma thug, a thug til heart be stop
Til they pick me off the street nigga, murdered a shot
My wars, my words, the only thing that I got
And I live by the gun and I die by the glock
16 shots, fuck that I'm takin them all
I'd rather die on my feet then live and crawl
My gun got powers like the 48 Lords
The "Ghetto Superstar" die see my face on the wall, and don't forget me
[Chorus]
[Sonsee]
Growing up in Brooklyn, times was rough cuz...
Poor as we was it couldn't get no tougher
On my ave. most of us was not blood
But as kids we shared that block love
But that faded, when my brother's got arrested
They thugged on the block to hard, we was ejected
To the creator - was it you that made moms pick Queens?
So her baby son could race the world, when he created things?
Why her elders always heard the sounds of sirens?
Plus they ignored the divine guidance
Why was the time I was born 9/16?
Turn it upside down it's the same thing
Why do I have a M-16, and the 9?
Will I have to go out, blazing one at a time?
When you took moms baby carriage, in the early stage
Was he too ill for this world, and you made a mistake?
Did he come back ask me, to do something great?
To keep the fam strong and straight, help my brother's escape?
And have baby sis and us, living on an estate
Do it big, or die trying - is that my fate?
[Chorus]
[Sticky Fingaz]
Who really cares, what the world think about me?
If I die right now, is you coming with me?
When I'm broke, who the hell got money for me?
Can't even trust half the team running with me
I only know three people that'd kill for me
Break the sixth commandment, make blood spill for me
Life and death - the only thing that's real for me
Cuz I was born into the world with a guilty plea
Now shit hit the fan, is you ridin with me?
When the whole world watching, all eyes on me
Swear on a stack of Bibles, testify for me
Look the judge dead in the face and lie for me
If I go to prison, who gon do my time for me?
Start the revolution, get the chair, fry with me
Go out in a blaze of glory, guns to the sky with me
I'm all alone in this world, all I got is me
[Chorus 3x]

One time, one time, that's it, yeah
This the Onyx shit, know what I'm sayin'
Coming out the motherfucking crevices
Coming out the fucking cracks like snakes boy
Word to mother
All my niggas in queens and ya don't stop
All my niggas in Brooklyn and ya don't stop
All my niggas in Uptown and ya don't stop
All my niggas in the boogie woogie and ya won't stop
We gonna set this shit New York style
We don't throw gang signs in New York
We just be on some shit in New York
New York City, shiftee low down gritty
You punk niggaz yell pity and smell shitty
NYPD can suck my dick
This is the way we rip shit from the bricks
Walking like a zombie smoking blunts in the lobby
I be rolling with my niggas behind me take 'em off
Attention, fuck all that slippin' and inchin'
I'm rappin' loot snatchin' staying greasy the shit ain't easy
I'm coming raw hide, serious as a 45
The damn streets are eager to take more lives
Fuck it, it's my home, hate it or appreciate it
It's the tour 8 million story orientated
Designated and made for the real renegade
So I never been afraid to start car, they get paid
This is the way we walk in New York
This is the way we walk in New York
This is the way we walk in New York
This is the way we walk in New York
I'ma stay on my job 'cause that's my adventure
I was bred to be a big gainer who can't contain a placenta
The USG witch make me switch like a skitso
When red rummin' gets so hot but never blow back to the cold spot
If the heat got too much, I'ma slide down south
Outta town 'bout, leave the home or I'll move shit down
On keyed lock, we rock
(All nuthin')
And then New York niggaz was pulling your shit
Your shit wasn't right, we known to start shit up
From trends to riots to ruckus
And big enough to fuck up anybody that wanna attack us
And that's 'cause the fire burns are deep
Most of us are peeps-ture New York niggaz play for keeps
(Wanna be a part of it, New York is always starting shit)
Fuck them, I'ma a nasty native
(New Yorker)
The full of shit talker, the dark street walker
Shining in time stalker, bringin' it back to reality
This is for my niggaz in NYC, not since '76
Since the knicks won the championships
Hasn't been some more shit like this
So back up get up and ass up and my rap wax sound
My shots ring loud and panic the crowd
(Blow 'em up)
Get up, my sounds downtown
(Hold 'em up)

Where my wolves at? Yeah
Put your hoodies on, keep your face down low
Anything shining, take that shit
Give a fuck, we in the bar niggas, bitches, let's go
Aiyyo, set it off, let it off, get it off
Get this shit wild like thugs from up north
Fights in the crowd, the shots'll jump off
Body's on the floor, blood on the dance floor
Get stuck at the bar, get robbed at the door
Dropped off at the coat tag door, take it off
Get down, face down to the ground
Kill 'em for their doe like po from uptown
Cut your finger off, send it to your moms house
Never testify no matter how it goes down
When I bark shots you niggas'll duck down
Run up on your block, you niggas get shut down
Give it up, you don't want to try to resist
Before I hit you off, you don't wanna die for this
Un-unh, so we gon load our guns to this
Black mask, face down, motherfuckers gettin' robbed to this
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
One gun, two gun, three to the head
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
One gun, two gun, three to the head
Shots'll spill, niggas think it's not for real
Make your body disappear like Copperfield
At the funeral's, don't waste no doctor bills
A lot of niggas ain't kickin' shit I can feel
We gettin' it down real big, that's what we doin'
Give 'em the most raw, that's what we doin'
The game don't understand, the world don't understand
These niggas is gun in hand, you die for these grand
Shot's from the magnum, killin' the gats, smack 'em
You got it back, stab ya, with your own dagger
My sons take your 6, rope you in the closet
The one's that probably even pump the cops up
We got 'em strung with the drugs that we dealin'
Or peelin', some loud niggas, thugs can feel us
And my Brooklyn killers, and my project niggas
And my brother's locked down in the jails can feel it
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
One gun, two gun, three to the head
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
One gun, two gun, three to the head
If I don't eat, fuck that everybody starve
Takin' your plate like it's food time in Oz
Motherfucker, I kidnap all your kids
Before I had a record deal, what you thought I did?
Last job I had I was punchin' a clock
Last nigga that I tied up was up at koch
I ain't even need a mask, I ain't bust one shot
Made 'em wire me my money right there in the spot
That's a Cartier watch, nigga take that off
That's a iced out cross, boy take that off
Know what'd happen to your daughter if I don't make that call
Better take me to the bank and get your face plucked off
Hottest nigga in the club 'cause I got the heat
So run boy, run boy, one gun box with me
So step up young'n, show me you gon do
We got big guns nigga that go boom boom boom
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
One gun, two gun, three to the head
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
One gun, two gun, three to the head
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
One gun, two gun, three to the head
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead

Phat phat
Onyx
Phat, phatpha da dah da dah, da dah dah di dah
We're phat 'n' alla dat
Phat, phatpha da dah da dah, da dah dah di dah
We're phat 'n' alla dat
It's the phat funky blunt roller, the rock flipper
Proof I've been right, damn right, the gun gripper
Look, no hands but damn, ooh I got a handle
Vandalistic, sarcastic phat tricks
Aah, ohh yeah, dear dime a dozen
Den discuss 'em when I be bustin with my crews, and crimies
How ya like dat? Phat da dat, da, dah dah, huh
Rat a tat, splatter one, jump in the vat son
Flat as a blue bag of boom for ya buddha benders
I know you're breakin on the phat tracks we're makin
So Sonee Seeza, you're next up to bat
Phat-a-tat-tat stay strapped, be so phat
Onyx
P, H, A, T! (Phat phat)
Boy ya best to move over cause we takin the crazy's place
Phat, ready for combat, stacked, with all that tracks
Not a rerun, but it's fatter than
I'm rockin the grimy clubs, get blunted with Sasquatch
I'm here to let you know, Onyx won't lack what it takes
I scrape, the scrubs comes off in the bath
Kind of like a diamondI'm a hard black kid
Move me think you're schemin to get the semen out my
Cock a doodle doo, huh, who ya think ya kiddin?
These four villians kills women, have crews do dealin
Straight up, you had enough? I'm callin your bluff
Body offender, so surrender, kid you ain't tough
You can get some phatter stuff (huh) I got it
But first just purchase my joint, you can't be without it
It's P (phat) H (phat) a (phat) T (phat)
P, H, A, T, P, H, A, T
P (phat) H (phat) a (phat) T (phat)
P, H, A, T, P, H, A, T
P (phat) H (phat) a (phat) T (phat)
P, H, A, T, P, H, A, T
P, H, A, T! (Phat phat)
Every ten years, they unleash phat sound
Well it's time for Sticky Fingaz, God's gift to the underground
For cryin out loud, it's enough you're makin sick and I
Wants revenge can I die for my music?
You don't understand, I worship hardcore
They never shoulda let me get my boot in the door
And if you think that's a bluff, then you got me all wrong son
Gettin phat like this is easier said than done
Raise up, rise and shine
I woke up on wrong side of the bed this time
Now it's time to get phat, 'N' all of DAT
(The phat rap scripts tips scales go longer than endless trials
Play my part, stay sharp as darts and nails)
AHHH shut the hell up (chill) and don't hold me back, black
I'm my own freestyle I'm ready to rip the track
Onyx is back, so phat we need slim fast
(With the boom, check the boom, check the boom body bash)

Follow my footsteps, used to ante up for a nickel sack
From Vang Hill to Moon, you touch me, I got to get you back
Roll on the stolen V's with he-ho chase you
Cop a six more time and 3 years probation
We be offender, bender, no retreat, no surrender
I'm the number one contender
I got a new game plan, strictly sportin' name brand
Layin' in the pound hunted, footin' through your town blunted
On some shit that get you burnt throats
Amputated all the turn coats, and get cremated
Never been B-rated, my 5 plated is how I get fights
I have your family driving in the daytime wit they head lights
I'm daily thinkin' of a life gleamin'
That life we in, how to obtain and what's the meanin'
The fact that cash rules, these last days
We the last crews, my present wars and my past rules
True soldier, no matter the goal
We gettin' closer, for bitch ass niggas, it's just about over
I'm in it for the long haul, this goes out
To all my true livin' dogs and my Soho
Don't talk about it, make it happen
Don't fake it chap
The Hennessey act, got you light gat
You wanna block, try to hold nine
Son you livin' on my time, don't try to overshine
Play your P, play your position
I stay with G, stay on a mission
Precisely, good, wit game, I'm nicely
Shifftee son, still shiesty
You in your eight fifty, ridin' shotgun
If you can count your money, you ain't got none
And bitches beat they game tight
Baby, get the name right, see G. comin' like a train light
And niggas be don pretending
But I'm armed and bendin', so they can get the John Lennon
Hundred dollar gator players
Silk shirts and champagne, don't know a thing about the damn game
I'm daily thinkin' of a life gleamin'
That life we in, how to obtain and what's the meanin'
The fact that cash rules, these last days
We the last crews, my present wars and my past rules
True soldier, no matter the goal
We gettin' closer, for bitch ass niggas, it's just about over
I'm in it for the long haul, this goes out
To all my true livin' dogs and my Soho
My artistic creation, or decoration will set the nation
With Alpha Station of lyric lacin', for all occasions
Engagements and events, for big dollars and cents
Makin' niggas past tense, it's consequence
All I see around me, makes up the place
But if you don't hold down your space, you quickly get erased
Don't waste, a thought, thinkin'
I ain't gon' be bringin' the guns that grants hole
To my body, dead and stinkin'
Watch as I back draft, on the last glass, and trap crash
Catch the hash blast, when I puff the black wrath
Learn the tricks of the trade, to be self made
Those who slept, stay where they started and got played
I'm daily thinkin' of a life gleamin'
That life we in, how to obtain and what's the meanin'
The fact that cash rules, these last days
We the last crews, my present wars and my past rules
True soldier, no matter the goal
We gettin' closer, for bitch ass niggas, it's just about over
I'm in it for the long haul, this goes out

South Suicide Queens, all niggaz
Gather up all your arms
And get ready for this new world order
Shit is about to change muther fucker
I'm America's nightmare
Young black and just don't give a fuck
I just want to get high and live it up, so fuck in '95
And why you tryin' to slave us with minimum wages
Slammin' my niggas up in cages, changing their behaivors
And spittin' razors that's outraegeous
Smoking moaches is hopeless
We want lazy sofas and sculptures
Lady chauffers who fuck us
Full house and royal flushes
Roll with the rush, that official nas
Got bitches with pistols and cash
We living in the last, my theory is "Fuck it"
Sexy niggas get obducted
My corrupted is conducted through ghettos
Sippin' amaretto, hand on the metal, foot on the pedal
Never settle, we wear Carolina Herrera
Dirty Donna Karan sweaters, wrap over leathers and seudes
Gold plated guns and grenades to blow up
I got news from the informers, I'm trapped in corners
Bustin' shots at Time Warner
Hey yo, my man big Todd
He know how to get by
He high, threw a jinx
Then be fixed to be fly
Submit crossing up and downtown action
And when he sticky keeper grip and move with traction
Keep mad alibis, a plan to stay wise and wide eyed
Living in the state of south side
Crooked jakes and fakes snake
Niggas all out for papes
Oh, who wanna over take and leave you with drapes
The white sheet covers, this heat smuthers the street
Eat brothers, ten shots rang, you got banged
We all ready for these wars
We all want more, these the last days get yours
32 shots and certed the glocks
You heard it for blocks, the murdering guys, convertible drops
Living life on the edge of dangerous
Where you living, never giving a shit
'Cuz we living in it, 'cuz it be off the hook
Crooks crash, cheeba spots and selling rocks
The cops around the clock is hot
Living life on the edge of dangerous
Where you living, never giving a shit
'Cuz we living in it
Thinking about taking my own life
I might as well 'cept they might not sell weed in hell
And that's where I'm going 'cuz the devil's inside of me
They make me rob from my own nationality
It's kind of ignorant but yo, I gotta pay the rent
So yeah, I'll stick a nigga most definite 'cuz its generate
If I get caught I'm innocent
'Cuz I don't leave no sticky finga prints for the cops
They only good if they dead
All that badge and that gun shit be going to they head
To make bread, I gotta steal for sport
So I stole the show and made some pennies for my thoughts
And if this fucking rap shit don't pay
I'ma start selling drugs around my way
Killin' my own people in the U S G
Shit they gonna get it from somebody, I'd rather it be me
Besides you can't tax dirty money and you can't trust nobody
No one, I'm the scorpion and I'll probably bite the bullet
'Cuz I live by the gun
We came to hear these 25 to life niggas who just came out
And pull flame out, take aim, blow your brains out
It's life on the edge of dangerous
Where you living, never giving a shit 'cuz we living in it
In South Suicide Queens where niggaz act up, nigga back up
Official Nas-throw your fucking gats up
It's life on the edge of dangerous
Where you living, never giving a shit
'Cuz we living in it, we never giving a shit, 'cuz we living in it
Official Nas mother fuckers don't give a shit

Knock 'em out y'all, knock 'em out y'all
Knock 'em out and tell them what we all about y'all
Knock 'em out y'all, knock 'em out y'all
Knock 'em out and tell them what we all about y'all
Knock 'em out y'all, knock 'em out y'all
Knock 'em out and tell them what we all about
Here and now I got what you want, so come and get a sip
So I can re-script the lyrics, makin' MC's feel it
The devious, devastating theorist
And I can mess you up, somethin' ludicrous
Ain't nuttin' you can do to this
Stop the huffin' and puffin', stompin' niggaz out
I'm makin' 'em stiff and fillin' 'em with [Incomprehensible] stuffin'
Bloody, bloody, bloody, blood clot, [Incomprehensible] on your knot
Left kids in the stack with the big hot, sixteen shot
Duke listen, kids is [Incomprehensible], in action
If that's not [Incomprehensible] picture
Eliminate suckers with subtraction
'Cause I get the chills on a midsummer night
Yeah, I can fight, or in the winter I make your ass hot like a light
Bub-rub-a-dub, three bodies in a tub
Okay, go get the men with the white gloves
You can call it business but I'm personal
Onyx's verse to whoever want to feel with terror
And to all y'all crews, whatever
'Cause the place is here, and the time is now
The place is where?
Here
The time is when?
The place is where?
Here
The time is when?
The place is where?
Here
The time is when?
The place is where?
Here
At night time I kill 'em, bloody on my canine
Search and find you just, mob through blast fast
Ruffin' 'em up, toughen 'em up, as ass
It isn't what was the damn murder
That [Incomprehensible] done gone sick
I tried the drastic tactic, of, Bacdafucup
The ass kick, blast with, my shook nine rhymes
Crimes is crazy, easy baby
Mess around, get drowned and have that ass in Paisley
Props is props, unorthodox, so watch
Where we live, we get beat up, by the cops
But that can't stop, the kids are so hip-hop
Roof to roof top, dropped, the eight count
Dead, dead on arrival, forget the fame
The game is survival, you know my name
I throw blows in the world of the rap war
Tap jaws of crews, bruise 'em on tour
And the place is where?
Here
The time is when?
The place is where?
Here
The time is when?
The place is where?
Here
The time is when?
The place is where?
Here
The time is when?
I've come to suck the blood upon a microphone
Gaze deep into my eyes, I'll make you turn to stone
It be, "Night of the Walking Dead", if you don't leave me the hell alone
'Cause rap ain't no game but I'm playin' for keeps
I live in The Rotten Apple, the city that never sleeps
Stop, you try to steal my style and got spotted
Niggaz can't get it, 'cause niggaz ain't got it
I've been a bald head since the age of ten
Plus I'm a ruthless crook and I was born in Crooklyn
So a stick up, is a piece of cake for
The kid with the Sticky Fingaz everything I touch I take
So don't make me angry, you won't like me when I'm angry
All that frustration starts to change me
Then I scream, so my voice gets hoarse
It's time to face the music and the Red Cross
You can fool some of the people some of the time
The beat is the heart and the words get the mind
I'm livin' proof there's no hope of mankind
The place is where?
Here
And now is the time
The place is where?
Here
The time is when?
The place is where?
Here
The time is when?
The place is where?
Here
The time is when?
The place is where?
Here
The time is when?
And now I wanna battle
Word up
And this ain't melody, melody
So don't sing it, bring it
Let's throw down
Ai yo, we need a little motherfuckin' bit of crowd participation
Bust dat motherfuckin' ass
Know what I'm sayin'?
When I say, "Bust dat ass", you say, "Bust dat ass"

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
I'm a rapper turned rock star
Word up, what I wanna know
Yo, I'm a rapper turned rock star
What, what, what, what
I'm a rapper turned rock star
Yo, yo, yo
I'm a rapper turned rock star, in a hot car
What y'all? The black prop with the crowbar
No plates off the lot it costs a lot
You forced to watch hands take they hand off the glock
Money don't stop long as I stay hot
Cook it up, chop it up, put it on the block
Bust a bullet on the chart till we hit the top
Nigga not too thick, the fold, I'm dipped in gold
You half a gram niggas, can never slam niggas
What part you don't understand? I'm the man nigga
[Chorus: (?)] X 2
Why not?
Makin moves and gettin money with my team
We them ghetto starz
This here is far from a dream
Official Nas, here to get up in that ass
Word up, pour some liquor in my cup and pass
Yo, word up kid, there's mad money in this
Grab the mic, handle your business
This here is for Official niggas only, no beginners
About my heavy metal, run the ghetto, where my sinners?
You feel me in my crazy world, I only deal with sinners
Hearin local reports from out the vocal laws up in the game
You violate nigga, I swear I tear you out the frame
Y'all niggas know the name, we represent the burrough Queens
With the same routines run with y'all gats to smithereens
Official Nas, and L-B fam
Bringin you the jam from the Queen-shy to get green-shy
Rob with us, shorty it's all live, peep the vibe
As we keep you wired, so up the stakes, cut the cake
Regulate, we delegate and dead they take
That's a rapper that it's official, track for track
I back slap you, with my other platinum plaques
You whack rap hopefulls, have you noddin like the dope do
Any member of my crew'll roze you
Number one spot, took that
Onyx show, book that
Got a bet, better know where to put that
[Chorus] X 2
I smoke weed in cars that cost more than your house
I got a fly chick with gats, hold coke in her blouse
I'm talkin about a hundred g's, show sold out
So you see that, you better shut your mouth
I used to scheme on niggas that had more than me
Now I'm that nigga and niggas scheme on me
I got a ghetto mentality
If a nigga front, I'm gattin 'em
I never had nothin, now my rolex is platinum
I be the same man, rich or poor
Wildin out at the club, time to hit the floor
Outside I got the infa, in the Ferrari cockpit
Fuck partyin with y'all, we already got shit
You rockless, nina you ain't got no props
Let me see you at the awards this years, I blow your spot
Even at a rich event, you can still get shot
Fuck that, as of now Onyx back in the mack
We guaranteed to start fights everytime we rap
Yo, who got next? Who got first?
I'm God Son, the illest nigga on this earth, what?

Most def? Why do y'all always holler?
[Sonsee]
Cause right now you're gonna vibe, money
Know what I'm sayin? New York style we just vibein
Smoke mad L's, wide open, we gone vibe
[Sonsee]
I ain't never had so many def threats in one year
But talk is cheap and it's comin out my other ear
To show us there's still a devil in hell I'm still here to go first
But not least from the east or (Revere!)
Cause that's the last drew now that ass is mine
You bit off more than you can chew so now I gotta draw the line
See first of all we most definitely number 1 with a bullet or in the bullet
category
[Sticky Fingaz]
Yo I got ESP you're barkin up the wrong tree
But I'm not crazy don't flatter me
Cause I'll get arrested for assault and battery
And I can't stand cops; goddamn don't they annoy you?
I need the balls of steel let's have a battle royal
The more the challengers, the more the merrier
No not you use a amateur
Just empty the register
And if it was a fifth, then we'd all be stoned
But if I don't drink and drive then how the fuck am I gone get home?
I can't stop smokin weed cause I ain't no quitter
Since it's killin my brain cells maybe I should reconsider (You wouldn't
dear!)
Nah, but all the non-fixture niggas is you in here?
[Chorus]
Most def most def
We goin all out
Most def most def
Smoke blunts till we fall out
Most def most def
True indeed
No quest most def
Do you pack heat?
Most def most def
Do you know the street?
Most def most def
With the street you can beat
Most def-innate
True indeed
No quest most def
[Fredro Starr]
Fredro Starr
I'm mad as shit
I bust a nigga ask a nigga fuck him wit shit
I fuck him up good, just to smoke a L
Make my day (Come on)
Take me away
And yo bullshit, we about to steal shit, while niggas kill shit
So excuse me, I try smoke the nigga behind my back
Strength in you to pull me out down to the last barrel
Why the fuck you lookin through the barrel?
George the Animal kick ass for the annual
You need to read the official nasty annual
Probably check charley horses chest on your check
Black vagina's sex is set to set to shit
Bitch ass records
Why you even suppose to expect to sell
Official ass niggas land in yo chest
(Chorus)
Do you get cash?
Most def most def
Do you think fast?
Most def most def
Are you ready to blast?
Most def most def
True indeed
No quest most def
Onyx is the best
Most def most def
Cause our shit stay fresh
Most def most def
Do we smoke stress?
(A fight breaks out)
[Sticky Fingaz]
You've got one two three emcees
That win high degrees
And decease these G's
Notes, I'ma drop the boat that make emcees croat
Murder one wrote that's all you talk about rhymes and try to vote
Hope he don't resuscitate
Tryin to reproduplicate, the great, one Sunday rappers, I'm gonna annihilate
(He gets up) getting up my weight and blue to take
None of my victims will recuperate
I got so much getaway style to be seen on any trial
On a drift to keep your heart up on a vibe that's been up, nigga
If a punk sorry excuse of an emcee step to sonny, it's R.I.Pieces
Believe it's the fetus, the one that's on Sunday
Cease the paper I got to get it I'm addicted *Echoes*
Rappin at sets I'm pickin pockets the way you got ankles
Get me that lack of extinction (Thank you)
Smellin those crispy lips give me chill in my soul
Before I know, I'm out of control
Give me a joint to hold and learn asshole
Lights camera action where's a L, roll em
That's a roll em, I'll go solo, Squats a hoe so I'll go soon
I can't give a fuck at times when I struck no luck
But if I ever got jammed for a scheme, I'ma scrap
I'm goin out like O.J. but I'ma stay on the man *Echoes*
(Chorus)
Do you understand?
Most def most def'
Word up
Most def most def
(Background fighting)
Most def most def
(Background fighting)
No quest most def
Most def most def
(Background fighting)

[fredro starr]
We roll a hundred niggas deep and not one of y'all got a gun
I bust one shot, you see a hundred niggas run
So sit on black gortex, before test, we all wore vests
I'm takin all bets, to see who will score next
I burn you like floor sex, you just a small threat
Wit a small set, so forfeit, I rhyme for more checks
'cause whatever that it takes to make these papes, i'mma walk this
I'm worthless, I'm back to sellin cracks behind the trenches
I'ma hurt this when I work this, I'll beat you f**kin senseless
Deep and other bitches got me swingin at the fences
I bring it down like gravity, wit the getto mentalitee
To rule the oddity, the official nasty on the strategy
[greg valentine]
The city never sleeps, so don't sleep on us
I put niggas to rust, when my gun bust and plus
You get rushed, and when the press is on, you just been checked
You had plans on conquerin this, you need to switch up
Get up, nigga you should of got up
Obey my orders, 'cause shit like that'll leave you shot up
For real, it's a deadman's party, leave ya body at the door
A loss for lechery, my introduction to the century
And entity, is what I plan to be in the industry
Enemies in my vicinity, get assassinated like the kennedy
My gats the foolproof remedy
[sonsee]
It's sonsee, black and blue, the bad news off the pocket
Look like tacky, attack me, you get splashed
Official nasty backwards, sue, what the f**k is rule, you dumb ass
Trynna put shit on our name, you gonna get numb fast
Rap in the street, to do without ya
While I haul off and snatch four shit out ya
Look and see my image again when you start hemorrhaging
And damn, it's cloggin up, the blood he didn't smell
The masses, disastrous, plenty closed caskets
And asses, when I turn, we burn crews to ashes
Niggas take the simple, so get gassed up and smashed up
That's my word, and come wit that bullshit and that's ya ass
[chorus 8x]
Getto mentalitee
[j mega]
I trash niggaz who can't speak what I'm sayin
All city, mega bomb, I ain't playin
Just slayin emcees, and makin niggas freeze
And all of these lyrics for to squeeze
Niggas please don't test me, just let me be
Wit my city, the nasty, official and keepin niggas whippy
To hit me, wit the valentine, forties and bag the bad shorties
I got drafted, because the f**kin armee called me
And it's all out war, niggas fall out
For reasons that's now unknown, check this shit
I got the illest, the realest, hard for kids to kill us
Until it's, my turn to fall, i'ma bill this
Brick wall, to keep the crabs out of my sector
Inject the, and now correct the j mega
[panama p.i.]
The hell wit rules, I won't leave a scratch to patch
This is war, way worth of a grudge match
Big p.i., low uphold a, a universal soldier
Chump should of listened when I told ya
I'm ill, like fire moms you will, obtain
Flip bombs and peal, lyrics burn like acid rain
Holdin the gutter, buck wild, for offerin butter
I'mma thug, I used to love the drug rubber
Rugged and raw, pretty 'cause I'm hardcore
All mighty then thor, always ain't it for a faggot jaw
So hard rocks and fillin flocks, clear the block
My mic's a glock, I keep plenty styles in stock
The way emcees react when I attack
Get me away from him, he's a maniac
[sticky fingaz]
It's pure you see, I bring fame
They call me nigga so much, startin to think it's my name
Light skinned and a shame, 'cause way back in the day
They rapped my grandmother's mother's, when they was in spain
To help my grandfather, he be misbehaved
But my ancestors was brave, and most of them real
Stronghold brass, forty slain workin in the field
But a hundred years later, I learned about my roots
And how they traded in there white sheets, for badges and blue suits
So I'm takin recruits, and shut the f**k, it's on right
And start a fight, a fight, a nigga and a white
And if a nigga don't win, then we all jump in