Onyxxx.......   They tried to poison the fetus   We gonna check it out like this   All hell   The high exalted   Yo   My mother fucking name is fredro starr   You know what I'm saying?    I'm up here with my man sonee the money the muther fucking greasiest   And my mother fucking nigga sticky the fucking fingaz   You know what I'm saying?    Yo sonee   Step to your mother fucking business nigga...word up      Verse 1:   I'm not the type to be flabbergasted   But all my doubters mastered   It ain't a matter bastard   Rule my hazard   Niggaz get blasted   Soon as I bring what I got in store for the new order   Who want it?    We got what your looking for   Fuck you gonna do now, money   Cause this the sonee   Seeds of mister droppin wisdom like a blister   I get downright deprived on them niggaz   We rob z's   Gimme all these, y'all niggaz   Puss!   Whats the matter? I rush   Bum rush you better rise   And assult and catapult   Like a bullet I shot shit   The figure hurter   Word to murder   Rippin the master   Will make you back up from them further      Hold up the press   Heres comes the mess   Worship the best   Or die like the rest   You have the right to remain violent   Aaauuuggghh   Anything you say can and will be use against you to kill!   I'm a tyrant   Strinking like a viking   A knight in shining armor   Jumping for the sauna   The rough rhymer   Suicidal like nirvana   The end of your world is just beginning   Theres no winning in my inning   The dead things cannot effect the living   So I trip into the wind   Of the ghetto bad weather   I'm lost in the desert, but the storm blows me on   Never talk to a stranger   Everybodys in grave danger   Me and my people just shot ya anger!   Fuck dat...ya better off dead!      Considered less than a god, but more than a man   I can knock down a mule like conan the barbarian   With my mental powers and my sixth sense   That can raise a dead crowd into a live audience   (so get the fuck out the way)   Ooh, and get your ass cut   Cause if you go to jail they probably make a pussy out ya butt   (no doubt)   Heres the clip witches know it's a black stone   Its a matter that shatter your track bone   Score to get to life   I'm concise   Niggaz get done up precise   Cut up fine   And fucked up real nice   We made up mean jamaica   And die like the lakers   Faking jack was mackin backwards   With the front in black got tactics   Straight from the desert-(queens)   Where niggaz is desperate   So I'm takin mines from the entrance to the exit   (get a life)   Fuck dat ya betta off dead!   (get a life)   Fuck dat ya betta off dead!      Verse 3:      Cover me, I'm going in   Move em in take em out   The time when niggaz seem to always fight and lose a battle   Its too late to pray I'm selling one way tickets to hell   No one tell is what you punk niggaz yell   Like-wah wah!   Thats the sound of your bitch ass hurtin   Black start attackin back-i'm still hurtin   Sticky come on come on well...      So all let up on the fact   That I'm a nigga that can just beat your mother fucking ass   To hurt your feelings   Cause your shit is trash   Too many people like me   Cause they're not worthy   Destruct my coalition   Its a demolition derby   Through all that spit you talk   And make the mic smell like saliva   Yick! you need to retire   Resign   I'm ahead of my time   In my prime   One of a kind   And out of my mind!   And ain't nothin in this world free so me i'ma kick a pay style   I don't got no smile I was abused as a child   My moms gave birth to a crazy ass wilder   Bust out her pussy with a mother fuckin gun   Started talking slang   Even joined a gang   The suicide scums   I sold jums to the bums   I was the hand to hand man pullin in clubs   Then I started dealin   Robbin and stealin   If not for killing then I'm known as a villain   If you want problems I'm ready and willing   And I'll get up in your mouth like a fucking filling      Fuck dat we betta off dead   Please somebody kill me before I put two in my own head...