Judgment night, got gun got night, huh! Judgment night, in the echo of a night!!!
Over here, and the way, crush a sucka gutter Sun don't cease at a hundred I'm coolin in your freezer (he's a breezer) I hits it up with bald faced rap I sinks to the crack, and I make shit get Run it by, to start, to punch, others front Top drop ceasar, it's than a leisure Bitch every fuckin grain in your brain, a tweezer The sinister thief, to six feet deep For the misdemeanor, offender, the (uh) Corny nigga, the bullshit ender (yeah) Never perpetratin, so ain't no lurkin in the I'm near the workin niggaz heart Used to be a gambler, I was a scrambler Now I'm grand to her, back might damage her this here, state my facts, and react And saturate brains with a of hot wax Intertwining, combining and aligning, shining, In the light right now we wreak fuckin havoc!
Come inside with his highness, the Killin em with adrenalin, blast past the Look to the winter's ugliness, the rug, front to this, money strikes confidence Chopped in the days and the smell Then the of a seance, I blackloose, guns! Comin to the project, walls aks We're talkin days, word, you sun You really want next shit, some blood on the exit? Onyx!!! me wreck shit as they exit But yo I em hollerin, screamin out for mercy Minds of a lowest of enemies, mentality So blast it as I hit your head you're dead not Got the toxic rock, to bring a biohazard!
Yo!!! gimme that shit, you fuckin bastard! (what the evil nastee ) mad shit to burn the acids! (so ashes to ashes) raps with the gats! (and i'm, doin niggaz ruin em showin em my Mainly a rebel, foul) niggaz know we fuckin wild! (I'm wild!) I'm (he's wild) so we's wild! (capture the rapture!) come after!
fingaz] I to fuckin God I raise hell and make the white man call me master I'm six-six-six, and to repent to the pastor So fuck the radio and close your but read my lips I rips And if you eat my words I'll leave your strung umm (umm, ummmhh!!) It was on the tip of my tongue! But now stuck in between my throat I can't so I lick it Onyx ain't the top pick, you must be suckin a black And if it the death of me, to make history The whole will remember my misery I know I'm tryin to say my words get in the way They me speechless, ohh black jesus I'm cryin inside Couldn't a fuck if I live or die Cause I'm just a who's brave (uh-huh) But fuck pickin cotton, I'd see my grave, so i Meditated, I was created And if you prefer sorrow, made me Now I'm back rulin mc's but niggaz increase Well then it's just another nigga that, gotta get So if you wanna talk shit, in to avoid a fight Say the fuck you wanna say, just spell my name right Yeahhhhhhhhhhhh..... mother-fucker!
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