Onyx Betta off Dead Lyrics:
Onyxxx...
They tried to poison the fetus
We gonna check it out like this
All hell
the high exalted
yo
my muthafuckin name is Fredro Starr
you know what I'm sayin?
I'm up here with my man
Sonee the money the muther
fuckin greasiest
and my muthafuckin nigga
Sticky the fuckin fingaz
you know what I'm sayin?
Yo Sonee
Step to your muther fuckin
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
rumour has it
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, ya'll niggaz
PUSS!
What's 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
Death before dishonor
the rough rhymer
suicidal like Nirvana
the end of your world is just beginning
there's no winning in my inning
the dead things cannot effect the living
so I trip into the wind
of the ghetto black 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,
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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
fuck around we'll 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 ready to meet ya maker
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 a lost
a battle
it's too late to pray I'm selling
one way tickets to hell
no one tell is what you punk niggaz yell
like-wah wah!
that's the sound of your bitch ass hurtin
bounce out 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
it's a demolition derby
through all that spit you talk
and make the mic smell like saliva
yuck! 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 freestyle
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 slums
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 willin
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...
Lyrics: Betta off Dead, Onyx [end]