Onyx "Slam Harder" |
[Intro: music from "Welcome Back Kotter"] Who'da thought we'd need ya? (Who'da thought we'd need ya?) Right here is where we need ya (Right here is where we need ya?) Yeah we tease him a lot, cause we got him on the spot Welcome back.. welcome back, welcome back, welcome back.. [Onyx] What! What! What! What! Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (C'mon) What! What! What! What! Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (C'mon) [Chorus: x2] A-Yo, who slam harder? Onyx, or Vince Carter? (ONYX!) All my thugs gettin dollars (Uh-Oh! Uh-Oh!) All my ladies just holla (Uh-Oh! Uh-Oh! Uh-Oh!) Slam Harder! [Onyx] What! What! What! What! Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (C'mon) [Fredro Starr] A-Yo we back in the Hezzay The game is over, it's a rap It's so Ezzay, straight like dat It's a good look, we put, hardcore on the map Ten years to be exact, still throwin' them gats See a thug on the TV, the chicks dig that But we rap for them streets where them thugs play at So "Bacdafucup," comin' through, come on through, get ya "SLAM" on Y'all the hardest nigga's in rap? Ya dead wrong Y'all the nigga's sittin on 20's with no gas money Y'all nigga's think yawl shinin' like Puff, who gots money. Like you really pop shots in the club You only pop bottles of bub' Y'all ain't got no real street love To the death, to the ghetto, my kids wear heavy metal On the everyday hustle, never ready to settle, uh Back together, with the, classic terror Onyx, back forever, bustin', gats together, WHAT! [Onyx] What! What! What! What! Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (C'mon) [Chorus] [Onyx] What! What! What! What! Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (C'mon) [Sonsee] It's locked now we here same as before plaques and stacks n they know on are livin' room floor from that project heat, sick ridiculous flow for my one stop nigga's, yawl know the M.O. Bigger than the streets' anthems, you stealin' the flow Reppin' Other People Money and we takin' ya dough My killas the grimiest, we keep it the gulliest We leave you the bloodiest, 'cause we be the hungriest (Stomach Growls) Hear that? Hunger pains Got some things that'll numb your brain, run ya change It's not a threat, it's a promise I even got my St. Louis nigga's slammin' haters ova Onyx [Onyx] What! What! What! What! Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (C'mon) [Chorus] [Onyx] What! What! What! What! Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (C'mon) [Sticky Fingaz] You wanna know the truth? Take a look in my eye I'm like BIG's first album, I'm "Ready to Die" It's Sticky Fingaz, if you didn't already know who I am The man that'll out and touch the whole hood with no hands 'Cause in the streets I live through it, it's more than music Whatever I'm spittin' on, I put my life into it Got a reputation on the streets of keepin' it rough It's just too many of us, you'll get rushed, you'll get bust - what! Big trucks, chrome rims spinnin' The mad faced nigga's got money so now we grinnin' 'Fore you stick summin', we the group you listen to, kid! Nigga's told me my music helped em' through they bid I'm the voice of the ghetto, the heart of New York A fiegn'll give his last hit, just to hear me talk Nigga's paid for their mistakes, death is the price That's right motherfucka's, Onyx for life! [Onyx] What! What! What! What! Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (C'mon) [Chorus] [Onyx] What! What! What! What! Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (C'mon) What! What! What! What! Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (C'mon) Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |