Slam

Slam, da-duh-duh, da-duh-duh

Let the boys be boys

Slam, da-duh-duh, da-duh-duh

Make noise, B-boys

Well, it's another one, in the gutter one, ghetto running 'em

Troublesome, extra double dumb, I come to beat 'em

Defeat 'em and mistreat 'em, so what if that I'm cheating?

Now everybody wanna sound grimy (Yeah, I know)

I'ma show ya how, come on, all in together now

Yeah, oh yeah, yeah, that's how it gotta be

So stop trying to be loud as me 'cause you can't do that

Think about it? Playing Russian roulette with an automatic

I bet my ass against the line the last bullet's first on line

Stab and steppin' and repping and run, packing a weapon is wild

Peace to the brothers on Rikers Isle

Tough enough and trembling, blend in like a chameleon

Buck, bye tough guy, oh my God, I'm so high

'Cause they say I rhyme, they say I look like a Gremlin

But what does it take to make a kid make a million children slam? (Slam)

Slam, da-duh-duh, da-duh-duh

Let the boys be boys

Slam, da-duh-duh, da-duh-duh

Make noise, B-boys

Slam, da-duh-duh, da-duh-duh

Let the boys be boys

Slam, da-duh-duh, da-duh-duh

Make noise, B-boys

I'm the nitty, nasty, gritty smashing, never slow gassing (Ooh)

Strictly swift blast of the raspy-rasp fashion (Ah)

That I provide, I abide the USG

Besides the ghetto vibe, make me flip like Jekyll and Hyde

Of course, I come across with the pure for sure, unadulterated, uncut raw

Disgusted, busted, you wanna touch it, too hot

You forgot, you're not ready, your head could get ruptured

Hit between the eyes, I plan to vandalize

I supply the static, I run with the bad guys

The villains, crooks, highlighters and the fighters (Yep, and)

See the big black picture if you look inside of my mind

It's graphic, expressed it drastic

So kill the copycat act kid, it's all mastered

Directed it, when y'all least expected it

And thought it was safe, Onyx hit you in the face so

Slam, da-duh-duh, da-duh-duh

Let the boys be boys

Slam, da-duh-duh, da-duh-duh

Make noise, B-boys

Slam, da-duh-duh, da-duh-duh

Let the boys be boys

Slam, da-duh-duh, da-duh-duh

Make noise, B-boys

I'm a B-boy, standing 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 (And still undisputed)

You took the words right out my mouth

Now walk a mile in my shoes

I paid so many dues, I feel used and abused and I'm so confused

Excuse me, for example, I'm an inspiration of a whole generation

And unless you got ten sticky fingers it's an imitation

A figment of your imagination

Bu-bu-bu-but wait, it gets worse

I'm not watered down so I'm dying of thirst

Coming through with a scam, foolproof plan

B-boys make some noise and just, just

Slam, da-duh-duh, da-duh-duh

Make noise, B-boys

Slam, da-duh-duh, da-duh-duh

Let the boys be boys

Slam, da-duh-duh, da-duh-duh

Make noise, B-boys

Slam, da-duh-duh, da-duh-duh

Make noise, B-boys

Slam, da-duh-duh, da-duh-duh

Let the boys be boys

Slam, da-duh-duh, da-duh-duh

Let the boys be boys

Slam, da-duh-duh, da-duh-duh

Make noise, B-boys

Slam, da-duh-duh, da-duh-duh

Let the boys be boys

Slam, da-duh-duh, da-duh-duh

Make noise, B-boys

Slam