Intro/chorus:      Let all the live niggas in   Kick all the bitch ass niggas out   We came to rock and shock the house   Turn it out and out and out      Aiyo, the words could get intricate, vocab's in my temple   But i'ma do this ripper dipple, it's your mentals is what I'm into   (for the money!!!) it's essential, and I got ta have it   A verb addict without an author, with the verbals, we hurt em   (who? !? )ever try to defy these guys they (fry!!!)   And they skillet, to all that shit you say you do (ki-kill it!!!)   You yappin ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? urkin me and back slappin   You ain't no punchtop, it's you is the cappin (guess what? !? !)   It's here and there, we're the core (the centre!!!)   And if tommy gets live once more, we're back on his agenda   And for y'all hopeful niggas, tryin ta be contenders   (it's a storm!!!) and we come down like goose coats in the winter      Chorus      Yeeeeaaaah   Ain't no slackin in my action, I put my back in   Beatin tracks in, official now cold smash and jaw tappin   (yo what happened? !? !) nuttin, just niggas bustin caps when I was rappin   Cos niggas be packin pretty brand new pistols just for fashion   Cos a fraction be actin frontin, makin jacksons off of satin   But there better be no procrastin with the axe when you're blastin   Cos when you're maxin and relaxin, that's when they start attackin   (so!!!) get the gats, forget the backs and like there's no compassion   Keep ya heat cos nowadays these streets is cold as the alaskan   Plus my brain sparks and, my hat in staten stay phattin      Chorus      Give me the shotty, let me liven up the party   I like to start trouble, cos i'ma little rowdy   And with just three mc's that like to fight   Even when we start the shit we always end it right   So for alla y'all, frontin's bad for ya health   Cos in the '9-fever, army goin for self   Kids is true for a cause and it's these fucked up conditions that   We all hate, well fuck it if it's our fate   Just listen up, to what I say   Cos niggas get shot daily, everyday   Even my man got killed, now his family's mournin   But from all the dirt he did I know that, hell is callin   Went to his wake and shit got held up   By niggas with masks on their face, I couldn't escape, I was fucked   They said "everybody in here, up against the wall   That dead nigga owe me money so I'm collectin from y'all"   The people gave him struggle, five minutes went fast   When I said "i ain't givin y'all niggas shit, i'ma just have to get   Plastered"   >from the centre of my life, a full-fleshed thief and I'm the truth   That's why we always have proof      Chorus      Yeah we do it like this and we do it like that   Who's in regulation? watch your back and pack a gat   Never fall asleep, keep ya heat in your sheet   Cos goin out is what it's all about      Onyx!!! live!!!   Onyx!!! live!!!   Onyx!!! live!!!