Onyx
–
Last Dayz
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Текст песни "Onyx — Last Dayz"
(Sticky Fingaz)
South suicide Queens....all niggaz,
gather up all your arms
and get ready for this new world order.
Shit is about to change mother fucker.
(Fredro Starr)
I'm America's nightmare: young, black and just don’t give a fuck
I just wanna get high, live it up
So fuck a nine to five and whitey tryin to slave us, with minimum wages
Slammin my niggaz up in cages
Changin their behavior to spittin razors, that’s outrageous
Smokin roaches is hopeless, we want lazy sofas and sculptures
Lady chauffeurs who fuck us, full house and royal flushes
Roll with the rush, it’s that Afficial Nast
Got bitches with pistols and cash, we livin in the last
My theory is fuck it, sexy niggaz get abducted, my corrupted is conducted through ghettos
Sippin armeretto, hand on the metal, foot on the pedal, never settle
He wore Carolina Herrera, dirty Donna Karan sweaters, Ralph Lauren leathers and suedes,
Gold plated guns and grenades
to blow up; I got news from the informers
I'm trapped in corners bustin shots at Time Warner’s
(Sonsee)
Hey yo
My man big Ty, he know how to get by, get high, do a jix, then be fixed to be fly
Some mid, cross and up and downtown action
And when he stick he keep a grip and move with traction
Keep mad alibis, a plan and stay wise and wide eyed, livin in the state of south side
crooked jakes, and fakes snake niggaz all out for papes, all who wanna overtake
you leave them with drapes
The white sheet covers, the heat smothers the street eat brothers
Six shots rang, duke got banged
We all ready for these wars, we all want more, these the last days
Get yours!
(Fredro Starr)
32 shots inserted in glocks, you heard it for blocks
The murderer who gots convertible drops
Livin life on the edge, a dangerous way of livin
Never givin a shit, cause we living in it
Cause it be off the hook, crooks cracks cheeba spots and sellin rocks to cops around the clock
It’s hot
Livin life on the edge, a dangerous way of livin, never givin a shit cause we livin in it
(Sticky Fingaz)
Thinkin about takin my own life, I might as well, 'cept they might sell weed in hell
And that’s where I'm goin cause the devil's inside of me
He make me rob from my own nationality
That’s kind of ignorant, but yo I gotta pay the rent
So yeah, I stick a nigga most definite
The generate, if I get caught I'm innocent
Cause I don’t leave no sticky finga prints
For the cops, they only good if they dead, and all that badge and the gun shit be goin’ to their head
To make bread I gotta steal for sport
So I stole the show and made some pennies for my thoughts
And if this fuckin rap shit don’t pay, I'ma start sellin drugs around my way
Killin my own people in the U.S.G., shit, they gonna get it from somebody I'd rather it be me
Besides, they can’t tax dirty money
And you can’t trust nobody (nobody), no one (no one), I'm a scorpion
And I'll probably bite the bullet cause I live by the gun
(Fredro Starr)
Big heavy hitters, 25 to life bidders who just came out and pullin flame out,
Take aim
Blow your brains out
It’s life on the edge, a dangerous way of livin, never givin a shit, cause we livin in it
In South suicide Queens where niggaz act up, nigga back up
Afficial Nast throw ya fuckin gats up
It’s life on the edge, a dangerous way of livin, never givin a shit, cause we livin in it
We never givin a shit, cause we livin in it
Afficial Nast motha fuckaz don’t give a shit.
Word up.
