Throw Ya Gunz

Take 'em out, take 'em out

Bring 'em out dead

Shine 'em up, shine 'em up

Shine a bald head

One gun, two gun, three gun, four

You're mine

It's all about crime

Onyx

It's time to get live, live, live like a wire

I set a whole choir on fire

Well done on the grill, shot skills kills

And no frills, they try to diss me, they getting crispy

HA, HA-HA, HA, AND WE DO IT LIKE THIS

In fact, get back, I attack tracks

'Cause they can burn in hell, shit, for all that I care (YEAH)

Beware the bald head, the dread said, if they dare (UGH)

Stickup's, assassin, traction, new reaction

THESE FUCKING **** SHOULDA MADE THE ALL-MADDEN

Onyx is wrecking shit, slip-slide, step quick

Super on the tenant, the kids crash like a rented

The shit they write is black and white

Well, mine's got mad color, ain't that right, my blunt brother?

WORD UP, RAISE IT UP

WE DO IT WITH THE CREW THAT DON'T GIVE A FUCK

SO THROW YA GUNZ IN THE AIR

THROW YA GUNZ IN THE AIR

BUCK BUCK, LIKE YOUR DON'T CARE

Uh-oh, HEADS UP

'Cause we're dropping some shit on you now

Shot skills, Onyx, TEC-9 for a while

Keep your eyes open in the fight, I'ma swell 'em

The hardcore style, rowdy and wild hits, I'ma sell 'em (SELL 'EM)

To all competition, slide back, then listen

I'm kicking all that shit to the doormat

Claiming this domain, cause mad pains, blood stains

Long range, COCK GATS

Crazy clips, I sink ships, cutting faces like a pirate

I've never caught a flood for the mad shit that I did

HEARD you got the word, so observe

I shatter and splatter bodies and bones and bust nerds

OPEN, I always leave my barrel smoking

THROW YA GUNZ IN THE AIR

AND, BUCK BUCK, LIKE YOU JUST DON'T CARE

JUST THROW YA GUNZ IN THE AIR

AND, BUCK BUCK, LIKE YOU JUST DON'T CARE

JUST THROW YA GUNZ IN THE AIR

AND, BUCK BUCK, LIKE YOU JUST DON'T CARE

JUST THROW YA GUNZ IN THE AIR

AND, BUCK BUCK, LIKE YOU JUST DON'T CARE

Ah, I hate your fucking guts and I hope that you die (UGH)

Sticky Fingaz, the name and my life is a lie (UGH)

'Cause I'm having a bad day, so stay out of my way

AND WE'RE THE PISTOL PACKING PEOPLE, SO YOU BETTER OBEY

Just in the nick of time, I can make the perfect crime

Rip my heart out my chest, put it right into a rhyme (YEAH)

I don't feel pain 'cause it's all in the mind

And what's mines is mines and YOURS IS MINE

Don't fucking blink or I'ma rob your ass blind

ONYX is ripping shit, I got the TEC-9

So what the bumba clot boy, buck, buck, buck, buck

It's like a catastrophe fucking with me, G

I'm a bald head with a knife

I WANT YOUR MONEY OR YOUR LIFE

So, so, so, so

Throw ya gunz in the air

AND, BUCK BUCK, LIKE YOU JUST DON'T CARE

JUST THROW YA GUNZ IN THE AIR

AND, BUCK BUCK, LIKE YOU JUST DON'T CARE

JUST THROW YA GUNZ IN THE AIR

AND, BUCK BUCK, LIKE YOU JUST DON'T CARE

JUST THROW YA GUNZ IN THE AIR

AND, BUCK BUCK, LIKE YOU JUST DON'T CARE

We the motherfucking Onyx

And we don't give a flying motherfucking fuck

Ay yo, DS, man, we gon' come get you outta jail, man

Fuck that

Yo, we got the bail

We got the bail

We gon' break, we gon' break you out, man

Fuck that

Yeah

We get fuck up out of this piece