the flow) The dialect's on the flex Watch this, when I shine I bring rain Clouds, bust storms, yo, this ain't the norm When I perform, I get you up out
for these niggas Onyx to the death mutherfuckers Onyx is gritty, grimey, the gutter Projects, techs, nines, black Escalades Low down, shiftee, mad at the world, straight gully Villains, crooks
double, I might come to feed 'em The feed 'em then I shred 'em So what if that I'm cheating And where everybody when I sound gwan, now I'ma show you
with Using his clause just like a practiced finger smith I dreamed I took his digit prints And then I sewed them on a villain's hands Watched him ransom
coat and a big black boots And a whistle on a chain All of the crooks ran for cover 'Cause he always got his man He said, "I own King, I own you great
hearts you eat You're a rascal and a rogue A villain and a crook Still I tug at your line I'm a fish on your hook I should be better, but I'm worse
And every word I say you can true Well okay dokey Kastout I swear to God I got the highest boomin' Cadillac The expialalistic coupe de ville Can you
to the money my nigga i cant help it took a hot one in tha pelvis but i still aint learn why i gotta keep a heater every block i turn stand tall and firm
Rugged rhymsters, crooked crimesters Dime droppers, twenty five to lifers Backstabbers, low blowers, illegal cocaine growers Starvation, profanity, anxiety
zoo! [gunshot] I'm chilling with primates, I'm a fool! You feeling it? I ain't play gorilla I'm a real as the crime rate. [scream] It's so cool! - My
with the Eagle handle Cunningham I don't wanna talk, I just wanna beef I don't want a piece, I want it all baby boy I don't wanna eat, I wanna feast up
'em the story how you came up, nigga Now I was born alone Took my first joint and I got high alone Now I'm an Outlaw nigga, I never die alone Me and
cook it I'm a villain that's killin, livin a lifestyle that's crooked Before I starve, I'm a steal Before I die, I'm a kill Puncture yo lungs with a
the traits that deemed Killer breed credible That's a harp of a different color but the song remains identical I am not a crook, I cook the wick at
I get no kick from champagne Their alcohol doesn't thrill me at all So tell me why shouldn't it be true? I get a kick out of brew There is only one beer
Troublesome extra double double I come to feed them The feed 'em then I shred 'em, so what if that I?m cheating Now everyone wanna sound grimy I?m gonna
I only deal with hustlers not bustas, you know I only mess with those hustlers I never mess with no bustas I only mess with those hustlers I never mess
while I rock wit this Mobb on y'all niggas like the Infamous Too close wit the dillinger, two shots, I don't miss I'm wiggin' out while I'm diggin'