Karaoké Slam Onyx

Well it's another one in the gutter one ghetto running 'em

Troublesome, Astral Double-dumb

I come to beat 'em

Defeat 'em and mistreat 'em

So what if that I'm cheating

Now everybody wanna sound grimey

I'ma show ya how, come on all in together now

Yeah oh, yeah yeah

That's how it gotta be

So stop trying to be loud as me 'cos you can't do that

Think about it, playing Russian roulette with an automatic

I bet my ass against the line the last bullet's first on line

Stab and step and repping and run packing a weapon is wild

Peace on the brothers on Rikers Isle

Tough enough and trembling blend in like a chameleon

Buck, bye tough guy

Oh my God I'm so high

'Cos they say I rhyme they say I look like a gremlin

But what does it take to make a kid

Make a million children

Slam

Slam

Slam

Slam

I'm the nitty, nasty, gritty smashing, never slow gassing

Strictly swift blast of the raspy-rasp fashion

That I provide

I abide the you. S. G

Besides the ghetto vibe make me flip like Jekyll and Hyde

Of course, I come across with the pure

For sure, unadulterated uncut raw

Disgusted, busted you wanna touch it, too hot

You forgot, you're not ready your head could get ruptured

Hit between the eyes

I plan to vandalize

I supply the static

I run with the bad guys

The villains, crooks highlighters and the fighters

See the big black picture if you look inside of my mind

It's graphic, expressed it drastic, so kill the copycat act kid, it's all mastered

Directed it, when y'all least expected it

And thought it was safe

Onyx hit you in the face

So slam

Slam

Slam

Slam

I'm a b-boy standing in my b-boy stance

Hurry up and give me the microphone before I bust in my pants

The mad author of anguish my language polluted

Onyx is heavyweight

You took the words right out my mouth now walk a mile in my shoes

I paid so many dues, I feel used and abused and I'm so confused

Hmm excuse me, for example

I'm an inspiration of a whole generation

And unless you got ten sticky fingers it's an imitation

A figment of your imagination

Bu-bu-bu-but wait it gets worse

I'm not watered down so I'm dying of thirst

Coming through with a scam foolproof plan

B-boys make some noise and just, just slam

Slam

Slam

Slam

Slam

Slam

Slam

Slam