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Bichasniguz

Fredro:
If the heat is on I gotta freeze a frontin' nigga
Shit’ll hit the fan from the hand squeeze the trigger
Attack of the bald heads, sleep if ya wanna
Beds is burned, step to this you’ll be a goner
Bitch ass niggaz not respected but neglected
Move on ‘em, move on ‘em things’ll get hectic
So watch ya pockets, hold ya ho
Ya get hurt up, that’s the word up, fuckin’ with Fredro
Understand god damn, who the hell is that little ass man?
The kid with the scams for all the tight jams
Shootin at the stands, sometimes I grease the fans
Ain’t nothin worse than a bitch ass or which ass nigga that's fakin, lies for attention
Try to ride a nut for a scratch so stop itchin
Wishin perhaps I play the right guard
Tryin to gain yards but I’ma hit ya with sacks
Two to the temple straight to the brain
So simple and plain
Ain’t a mother fuckin thing change but a hole in ya motherfuckin tank
I would like to thank my nigga
My nigga
My nigga
My nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga

Chorus:
Bitch ass niggaz I’ma have to pull ya skirt up
Bitch ass niggaz I’ma have to pull ya skirt up
Bitch ass niggaz I’ma have to pull ya skirt up
That’s the word up, you get hurt up
Bitch ass niggaz I’ma have to pull ya skirt up
Bitch ass niggaz I’ma have to pull ya skirt up
Bitch ass niggaz I’ma have to pull ya skirt up
That’s the word up, you get hurt up

Big DS:
Big DS, I’ll put a hole in ya chest
Grab ya by the neck, I hit you with the tek
Onyx in effect, we always come correct
Smack the taste out ya motherfuckin mouth
Big DS I show ya what it’s all about
Danger danger, danger danger
It’s all about anger, the nigga bitch banger

Chorus:
Bitch ass niggaz I’ma have to pull ya skirt up
Bitch ass niggaz I’ma have to pull ya skirt up
Bitch ass niggaz I’ma have to pull ya skirt up
That’s the word up, you get hurt up
Bitch ass niggaz I’ma have to pull ya skirt up
Bitch ass niggaz I’ma have to pull ya skirt up
Bitch ass niggaz I’ma have to pull ya skirt up
That’s the word up

Sonsee:
I be with the crazy criminals from the pistol projects
Beatin ‘em down, who we suspect to fake moves
They play the bitch ass, your choice is dead or death you choose
Make a bitch nigga silent as a bad case of strep throat
Wild crazy klepto keepin ‘em all petro
Duck kids on the block gettin hot with the rocks when the time hit the clock
I knock ‘em right out they Reeboks
That’s my word
I hit a slick city kid or a herb from the suburbs
Bullets can’t discriminate so I won’t either
Make you holier than a bible if you not a believer
This ya worst dream when ya face my team
Bend a bitch nigga over like the
house of pain make ‘em scream
When I get you I say gimme that bitch ass
Slice ya throat with glass, get you a cast or a ditch fast

Chorus 2:
Ain’t nothin worse than a bitch ass nigga
Ain’t nothin worse than a bitch ass nigga

Sticky Fingaz:
Move back mother fuckers, the Onyx is here
My name is Sticky Fingaz I’m the nigga in your nightmare
Forget the crowd cheers, I live off fears
It’s the beast in me, even the music couldn’t sooth me
It’ll take more than U-Haul if ya tryin’ to move me
Ya see I wrote the rhyme, but it’s the weed talkin
All ya bitch ass niggaz best just keep walkin
Before I spit in ya face
Onyx is the master race
Ain’t nothing sweet about me G so stay in a child’s place
With God as my witness, I broke the law
And had bitch ass niggaz in jail washin my drawers
Hit the floors and do crazy calisthenics
Then when they try to flip they take a trip to the paramedics
Cause ain’t nothin worse than a bitch ass nigga
Talk a lot of shit, throw a punch and run
I have blood on my knife and a body on my gun
So listen up son, don’t act wild or I’ll cramp ya style with a bullet and a smile

Chorus 2:
Cause ain’t nothin worse than a bitch ass nigga
Ain’t nothin worse than a bitch ass nigga
Ain’t nothin worse than a bitch ass nigga
Ain’t nothin worse than a bitch ass nigga
That’s the word up, you get hurt up

Throw Ya Gunz

Take ‘em out, take ‘em out, bring ‘em out dead, dead
Shine ‘em up, shine ‘em up, shine a bald head, head
One gun, two gun, three gun, four
You're mine, it’s all about crime
Onyx

Fredro:
It’s time to get live, live, live like a wire
I set a whole choir on fire
Well done on the grill,  Chyskillz kills the no frills that try to diss me
They get crispy, ha ha ha ha, and we do it like this
And that, get back I attack tracks
Cause they can burn in hell shit for all that I care
Beware the bald heads, the dreads dead if they there
Stick ups assassin, tracks a new reaction
These fuckin niggaz shoulda made the All Madden
Onyx is wreckin' shit, slip slide step quick

Super on the tenant, the kids crash like a rented
The shit they write is black and white, well mine’s got mad color
Ain’t that right my blunt brother?

Word up, raise it up, we do it with the crew that don’t give a fuck
So throw ya guns in the air, throw ya guns in the air
Buck buck like ya don’t care

Sonsee:
Uh oh heads up cause we droppin some shit on ya now
Chyskillz, Onyx, Tek-9 for a while
Keep ya eyes open in a fight, I’m a swell em
The hardcore style, rowdy and wild hits I’ma sell em
To all competition slide back then listen
I’m kickin all that shit to the doormat
Claimin this domain, cause mad pains, bloodstains, long range
Got gats, crazy clips, I sink ships, cut faces like a pirate
I’m never caught or sought for the mad shit that I did
Heard? You got the word so observe
I shatter and splatter bodies and bones and bust nerves open
I always leave my barrel smokin

Chorus:
Throw ya guns in the air, and buck buck like ya just don’t care
Just throw ya guns in the air, and buck buck like ya just don’t care
Just throw ya guns in the air, and buck buck like ya just don’t care
Just throw ya guns in the air, and buck buck like ya just don’t care

Sticky Fingaz:
I hate your fuckin guts and I hope that you die
Sticky Fingaz’ my name and my life is a lie
Plus I’m havin a bad day so stay outta my way
And what the pistol packin people say ya better obey
Just in the nick of time I commit the perfect crime
Rip my heart out my chest put it right into a rhyme
I don’t feel pain cause that’s all in the mind
And what’s mines is mines, and yours is mine
Don’t fuckin blink or I’ma rob yo ass blind
Onyx is rippin shit, I got the TEC-9
So what the bumbaclot?
Boy buck buck buck buck
It’s a catastrophe, fuckin with me G
I’m a bald head with a knife, I want your money or your life
So so so so

Chorus:
Throw ya guns in the air, and buck buck like ya just don’t care
Just throw ya guns in the air, and buck buck like ya just don’t care
Just throw ya guns in the air, and buck buck like ya just don’t care
Just throw ya guns in the air, and buck buck like ya just don’t care

Here 'N' Now

Knock ‘em out ya’ll, knock ‘em out ya’ll, knock ‘em out and tell ‘em what we all about ya’ll
Knock ‘em out ya’ll, knock ‘em out ya’ll, knock ‘em out and tell ‘em what we all about ya’ll
Knock ‘em out ya’ll, knock ‘em out ya’ll, knock ‘em out and tell ‘em what we all about

Sonsee:
Here and now I got what you want so come and get a sip
So I can rip scripts of lyrics
Makin emcee’s feel it, I’m devious
Devastating, furious and I can mess you up somethin ludicrous
Ain’t nothing you can do to this
Stop the huffin and puffin I’m snuffin niggaz out
I’m makin them stiff and fillin ‘em with lead
Stuffin bloody bloody bloody blood clot that I am not
Left kids in a stack with the big phat sixteen shot, duke listen
Kids is missin in action and that’s not faction, fiction
Eliminate suckers with snub traction
Cause I gets the chills on a mid-summer night
Yeah I could fight or in the winter I’ll make your ass hot like a light
bulb rub a dub dub, three bodies in a tub
OK, go get the men with the white gloves
You can call it business, or um, personal
Onyx is burstin whoever want to feel the terror
And to all ya’ll crews, whatever
Cause the place is here, and the time is now

Chorus:
The place is where? Here. The time is when? Now.
The place is where? Here. The time is when? Now.
The place is where? Here. The time is when? Now.
The place is where? Here

Fredro:
At night time I kill ‘em bloody, I’m a canine
search and find the dead mindful blast fast
Roughin ‘em up, toughen ‘em up as as it is it what was a damn murder?
Dead as a dog’s dick, I drag
A drastic ass kick or bacdafucup the ass kick
Blast with my strick-9 rhymes
Crimes is crazy, easy baby, mess around get drowned
and have that ass in
Baisley
Props is props, unorthodox so watch
Where we live we get beat up by cops
But that can’t stop the kids who stole hip hop
Roof to roof top, drop the anchor
Dead! Dead on arrival forget the fame
The game is survival, you know my name
I throw blows in the world of the rap war
Tap jaws of crews, bruise ‘em on tour
And the place is where? Here. The time is when? Now.

Chours:
The place is where? Here. The time is when? Now.
The place is where? Here. The time is when? Now.
The place is where? Here. The time is when? Now.

Sticky Fingaz:
I’ve come to suck your blood upon the microphone
Gaze deep into my eyes, I’ll make you turn to stone
It'll be Night of the Walking Dead if you don’t leave me the hell alone
Cause rap ain’t no game, but I’m playin for keeps
I live in the rotten apple, the city that never sleeps
Stop, you tried to steal my style and got spotted
Niggaz can’t get it, cause niggaz ain’t got it
Been a bald head since the age of ten
Plus I’m a ruthless crook and I was born in Brooklyn
So a stick up, it’s a piece of cake
For the kid with the sticky fingers everything I touch I take

So don’t make me angry, you won’t like me when I’m angry
All that frustration starts to change me
Then I scream 'til my voice gets hoarse
It’s time to face the music and the Red Cross
You can fool some of the people some of the time
The beats gets the heart, and the words get the mind
I’m livin proof there’s no hope for mankind
The place is where? Here, and now is the time

Chorus:
The place is where? Here. The time is when? Now.
The place is where? Here. The time is when? Now.
The place is where? Here. The time is when? Now.
The place is where? Here. The time is when? Now.

Atak of Da Bal-hedz

Sticky Fingaz:
What’s the matter with my brain?
I can’t think clear, oh it’s the hair
Run and get the razor gotta make it disappear
There, now I got an open mind, plus some grease to give it shine

Fredro:
Bald heads and hoodies, black jeans and boots scuffed
Move by the millions and children stay rough for the
one for the road, sell outs get wetted
Wild to rip and conflicts get deaded
Gats and backwards baseball caps
When I react I set traps, no haps they get jacked

Chorus:
It’s attack of the bald heads, attack of the bald heads, attack of the bald heads
Attack of the bald heads, attack of the bald heads

Sonsee:
Most times I get dirty, down low
Scandalous, crazy conniving, wild, suckers know I’ll smoke em like the bloody buddah
Bless bald head style, triple zero against ya grain I shaved em close and nicked em
Cause it’s just another victim

Sticky Fingaz:
Shhh, what, what’s up? Listen do you hear what I hear? Yeah
Sounds like an intruder comin in the rear
Come on Sticky, sick em, nah I wanna kick em
I got the glock cocked I’m with it, now they gonna get it

Big DS:
I got ‘em, I shot ‘em, he hit rock bottom
I flip it, get wicked and wild when I spot em
DS knows best, yep I pack a heater
Twenty bags of cheeba, slow up ya damn speeder
We rush on em hard, bring em out dead
Onyx rush on em hard, bring em out dead
Bald heads rush on em hard, bring em out dead
Stinkin, what the hell was they thinkin…the bald heads

Chorus:
Attack of the bald heads; attack, attack
Attack of the bald heads; attack, attack
Attack of the bald heads, attack of the bald heads
Bald heads, attack

Fredro:
I got news now,  for crews  no way no how
So give it away give it away give it away now
Smooth as a baby’s ass, headed for the body blast buddy
Escaping through the ghetto, kicks muddy
Wilder than Wolverine, run with the scheme team, meaner than Mean Gene
Obscene and heads clean, so well aware, farewell
There goes the big bell, and that means see ya hate to be ya

Sonsee:
My clean bean production, so damn disgusting
In the cut bust ya gut and head bustin
Ain’t no escapin the madface invasion
Hot ice and cold steel pressin up in your grill
Word to God I get odd, and even
leave a punk dead out
Slice up the scalp, man I’ll leave ya head in shreds
Attack of the bald heads, attack of the bald heads

Sticky Fingaz:
Ay yo what’s goin on with the world?
Yesterday I seen a bald head girl
What?  Move, you heard what I said
I wouldn’t be caught dead without a bald head
Make one false move and I’ma fill ya with lead
Cause it’s enough dum-dum bullets for your whole bum bum rush crew
Who should I do?
Atack of the bald heads, we comin’ through

Chorus:
Attack of the bald heads, attack of the bald heads
Attack of the bald heads, attack of the bald heads
Attack of the bald heads, attack of the bald heads
Attack of the bald heads, attack of the bald heads
Attack of the bald heads, attack of the bald heads

Blac Vagina Finda

Chorus:
It’s just me and Jack, the black vagina finda
Me and Jack, the black vagina finda

Me and Jack, the black vagina finda
Me and Jack, it’s just me and Jack

Big DS:
I’m the mother fucker fuckin somebody’s daughter
Go down stairs, shake hands with the father
Say ya need a bag? No dad don’t bother
Excuse me mister sir but your daughter get the raw dick

Sticky Fingaz:
It’s not every day you get to be a genuine witness of the 1992 annual fuck fest
So take off your bra show ya breast, remove your dress
Yo what’s the matter hooker? Cat got ya tongue?
Or do you want my tongue to get your cat and get ya strung?
I got the whip-appeal plus chains and bats
And always wear hats when slippin into putty cats
Once it’s in there is no turnin back
Put ya feet to ya head till ya hear your bone crack
When bitches get dick they don’t know how to act
And once you black you never go back
I don’t discriminate and just leave it at that
I’m just one stinky kinky slim, not slinky
Fiddle with ya clitoris then pop your pussy with my pinky
Try to get yours, I’m tryin to get mine-a
It’s just me and Jack, the black vagina finda

Chorus:
Just me and Jack, the black vagina finda
Me and Jack, the black vagina finda

Me and Jack, the black vagina finda
Me and Jack, it’s just me and Jack

Those perverted motherfuckaz is at it again
Those perverted motherfuckaz is at it again
Those perverted motherfuckaz is at it again
Fuckin with a skin, fuckin with her friend

Fredro:
Mickey Billy's in like a stranger, the slick dick pussy banger, titty strangler
Rougher than a wrangler guaranteed to make ‘em bleed
They need pain for satisfaction
Big butt cheeks, the funky freaks seek action
Pimpin the hoes, smackin the hoes, leavin em on a subway
Lost without a token, can’t walk cause that ass is broken
First date veteran, better than a nympho
Sleek to the beat cause I be fuckin on tempo
Train like a trolley, lickin like a lolly
Smoke more cheeba than mother fuckin Bob Marley
Lady persuader, pink panty raider
Four times a week I get stuck in the elevator
La la, live to die, trick for the slick, I went way past the Y
Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
He got too slick now he got a sick dick
Cause I don’t really really give a fuck
Praise the lord cause even nuns get stuck
Never play me like a burger, I’m never double cheesy
EZ-Wider, all righter
Sneaky type of fighter
Try to get yours cause I know I’ma get mine-a
Me and
Jack, the black vagina finda

Chorus:
Just me and Jack, the black vagina finda
Me and
Jack, the black vagina finda
Me and
Jack, the black vagina finda
Just me and
Jack, just me and Jack
Me and
Jack, me and Jack, me and Jack, me and Jack
Just me and Jack, the black vagina finda
Me and Jack, the black vagina finda
Me and Jack, the black vagina finda
Just me and Jack, just me and Jack
Me and Jack, me and Jack, me and Jack, me and Jack

Nigga Bridges

Fredro:
Murder murder, who the hell heard a young black nigga like me gettin off scot-free
Murder murder, me never have peace, me always jump fare
We watch for the beast
Dead body over there, dead body over there
Everywhere a dead body dead body everywhere
So well oh well, oh fuck it, two tears in a bucket
40s spillin over in the tummy of a dummy
Statue at you, but don’t break my cipher
Smoker, still the most iller for the filler
Or just you might stop fogging up my glasses
Guns for fun, my son I’ll hit you like a chalice
Bang, let it hang out, you get the penis
Sorry for your stitches, the inconvenience
Or would you will stand still, my aim is kind of fucked up
Like the killer diller puff the stuff we got blunted up
Load it up, change the clip
Fire when you see the bloody red in they eye
Yeah it’s time to survive

Chorus:
Nigga bridges fallin down, they fallin down, they fallin down
Nigga bridges fallin down, mother fuckaz is actin crazy

Sonsee:
I catch vics for trips, watch Sonee flips on bitch ass nigga geeks with ill freaks and sheik clothing
Diamonds shining, pockets bulging
Saw a guy and a girl with pearls around her collar
Sticky stuck the tek in her mouth so she couldn’t holler
We rollin for dollars
Mickey said three pounds seven in the man’s head
One move you’re dead
Dug out they pockets as if I had a shovel
Movin on the double cause we ain’t tryin to see trouble
Dreamin and schemin it’s gonna be a bloodbath
Got a Smith and Wesson autograph for your whole staff
A stick up a day keeps the pockets OK
A hit and run before you see another day
Cause the USG is where I stay

Murder murder, your life’s on the line
Murder murder, here’s a bullet for your mind
Murder murder, I’m out doin crime
Murder murder, but me never do time

Big DS:
You dirty motherfuckin rat
Ha-cha-cha-cha now they got me on the lie detector
Why? Cause I killed the inspector
Resurrection, you need pork protection
Bridges burnin, your bitches I’m sexing
So damn crazy now they got me in correctional facilities
Why? Cause they can’t get with these wild juvenile
Meanwhile in trial, I’m heading for Penal
Feelin senile, lost my mind when I was out doin' crime
Got shit locked down but never been locked up
All the time you get fucked for a buck
And mother fuckers is acting crazy

Chorus:
Nigga bridges fallin down, they fallin down, they fallin down
Nigga bridges fallin down, mother fuckers is actin crazy

Sticky Fingaz:
You done fucked with the wrong nigga brother
You’ll rather fuck your mother plus bust a cap for her lesbian lover
Bullets ricochet, you lay and pray for your maker
Two in the heart, a clip in the head
Read the obituary; used to live in Brooklyn now you rest in a cemetery
It’s a full moon, I get a chill in my spine
Decrease the population with my nickel plated nine
You bloodclot warrior, Rasta imposter
Everybody want to go to heaven but nobody want to die why?
Me do not know
See ya in the next life, buddy boy

Chorus:
Nigga bridges fallin down, they fallin down, they fallin down
Nigga bridges fallin down, mother fuckers is actin crazy
Nigga bridges fallin down, they fallin down, they fallin down
Nigga bridges fallin down, mother fuckers is actin crazy

Onyx is Here

Chorus:
Move back, the Onyx is here
Back up, back up the Onyx is here
Move back, the Onyx is here
Back up, back up the Onyx is here
Move back, the Onyx is here
Back up, back up the Onyx is here

Fredro:
Yeah, yeah
Yeah make way for the wild child
Stop screamin, you're fiendin
Play that, say that, dip dive socialize
Uncivilized guys rise up
Hip hop underrated the way they stated gets me hated
Back up, back off, lick shot for the street smarts
Onyx is the antidote for all your problems
Gimme a hit
Damn, don't it feel good

Sonsee:
Yup, I know you love to hate it, but you cannot explain
Why you keep puttin madface in your veins
Oooh, yeah, there, I got it
Afficial Nastee psychotic

Fredro Starr:
Spies got spotted
So travel through the mind of a maniac automatic
You panic get stranded, a nigga on the planet

Sonsee:
Feel the black stone hit ya dome, roam in the desert
My chrome fills and skills to put chills in ya backbone

Chorus:
Move back, the Onyx is here
Back up, back up the Onyx is here
Move back, the Onyx is here
Back up, back up the Onyx is here
Move back, the Onyx is here
Back up, back up the Onyx is here
Move back, the Onyx is here
Back up, back up the Onyx is here

1-to-the-9-to-the-9-to-the-3, solid as a rock
So back up off the block, blow up the spot
So left-right-left-right
Take it to the center, and enter
The black reign domain, a plane you never been to
And you know what this is what?
Face down on the floor
Give me it all, I got they back against the wall

Chorus:
Move back, the Onyx is here
Back up, back up the Onyx is here
Move back, the Onyx is here
Back up, back up the Onyx is here
Move back, the Onyx is here
Back up, back up the Onyx is here
Move back, the Onyx is here
Back up, back up the Onyx is here

Sticky Fingaz:
Don't be afraid, you'll only lose your life that way
I'm an endangered species, surprised to live to see today
but if you're readin between the enemy line you'll find I'm insane
Too much strain on the brain, capable to pop a vein
So I'ma do-it do-it do-it do-it do it like this
Now Onyx is here, so back up or get dissed
And if you put me to the test, I'll lay you to rest
Bring it right to his chest, put it straight through his vest

Chorus:
Move back, the Onyx is here
Back up, back up the Onyx is here
Move back, the Onyx is here
Back up, back up the Onyx is here
Move back, the Onyx is here
Back up, back up the Onyx is here
Move back, the Onyx is here
Back up, back up the Onyx is here

Slam

Chrous:

Slam
Da duh duh
Da duh duh
Let the boys be boys
Slam
Da duh duh
Da duh duh
Make noise b-boys

Fredro:
Well it’s another one, in the gutter one
Ghetto runnin ‘em, troublesome
Extra double dumb
I come to beat ‘em, defeat ‘em and mistreat ‘em, so what if that I’m cheatin?
Now everybody wanna sound grimey, yeah I know
I’ma show ya how, come on, all in together now
Yeah oh yeah yeah that’s how it gotta be
So stop tryin to be loud as me cause you can’t do that
Think about it; playin Russian roulette with an automatic I bet my ass against the line
the last bullet’s first on line
Stab and step and reppin and run, packin a weapon is wild
Peace to the brother’s on Riker’s Isle
Tough enough and tremblin, blend in like a chameleon
Buck, bye tough guy, oh my god I’m so high
Cause 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?

Chorus:

Slam
Da duh duh
Da duh duh
Let the boys be boys
Slam
Da duh duh
Da duh duh
Make noise b-boys
Slam
Da duh duh
Da duh duh
Let the boys be boys
Slam
Da duh duh
Da duh duh
Make noise b-boys

 

Sonsee:
I’m the nitty nasty gritty smashin never slow gassin
Strictly swift blast of the raspy rasp fashion
That I provide, I abide the USG
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 ya’ll least expected it
And thought it was safe, Onyx hit you in the face so

Chorus:

Slam
Da duh duh
Da duh duh
Let the boys be boys
Slam
Da duh duh
Da duh duh
Make noise b-boys
Slam
Da duh duh
Da duh duh
Let the boys be boys
Slam
Da duh duh
Da duh duh
Make noise b-boys

Sticky Fingaz:
I’m a b-boy standin 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 and still undisputed
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
*hiccup* 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 dyin of thirst
Comin through with a scam, foolproof plan
B-boys make some noise, and just, just slam

Chorus:

Slam
Da duh duh
Da duh duh
Make noise b-boys
Slam
Da duh duh
Da duh duh
Let the boys be boys
Slam
Da duh duh
Da duh duh
Make noise b-boys
Slam
Da duh duh
Da duh duh
Let the boys be boys
Slam
Da duh duh
Da duh duh
Let the boys be boys
Slam
Da duh duh
Da duh duh
Make noise b-boys
Slam
Da duh duh
Da duh duh
Let the boys be boys
Slam
Da duh duh
Da duh duh
Make noise b-boys
Slam

Stik 'N' Muve

Sonsee:
Gimme the money, gimme the money
Here comes Sonee the greaser
Seize the hostages my conscience keeps tellin me I should just
hit em high, hit em low everywhere I go
There’s no coppers could stop us
The pro’s; our motto is stick and move

Chorus:
Stick and move, stick and move, stick and move

Fredro:
Eight o’clock in the morning time to wake up
Another brother getting paid in a way it’s a stick up
No time to even take a bath
Strictly cash tax free quick fast
Grab my Polo, jumped in the Timberland boots, I got Audi, time to get rowdy
Shifftee low down gritty and grimy
I guess I got to find my crimey
Sticky Fingaz, yo that Sticky Fingaz
Jetted to the ave in a half of a second
He wasn’t at the spot so the stop I was checkin
Met him on the way, tucked away was the weapon

Chorus:
Stick and move, stick and move, stick and move,  stick and move

Sticky Fingaz:
Single handed me and Mickey Billy took a trip to Linden
Picked up some cheeba and brew, yo what else we need?
Nothin’
Now we on the E train back to Archer and Sutphin
Oops it’s our stop, the forty-deuce get loose
See three other trooper and they tried to call a truce
One had a link, the other a goose
You know what we took and you know what we left
but the third one played a punk, he dissed his posse and stepped
With Sticky on the loose there was nothing he could do
So I pulled out the old taped up twenty-two
But that was only petty, skills a Philly get ready

Chorus:
Stick and move, stick and move, stick and move, stick and move

Fredro:
Yeah yeah, hand over the money
Don’t get like “doc what’s up doc?” This is Muggs Bunny, ain’t nuttin’ funny, ha it’s a stick up
Sticky got sticky and tricky with the wallet, but this ain’t El Segundo
It’s just the four bad brothers from the ghetto

Chorus:
Stick and move, stick and move, stick and move, stick and move

Sticky Fingaz:
We had an option after 12 in the city
Man we gonna roll on some Chez Whitey nitty
But first we got trips because the man got geased
Yo mister I just got robbed, have you seen the police?
“Nah, none over here”
Good, so run all your gear
Rolex watch, rings, the Gucci underwear
You might think I’m sorta outta order but I’ll rob you for a quarter
Chez Whitey you’s a goner
You’s a gonna wanna call the pork, pig, ya dig, police, peace

Chorus:
Stick and move, stick and move, stick and move, stick and move
Yeah yeah, hand over the money
Yeah yeah, gimme the money, gimme the money
Hit em high, hit em low, gimme the money, gimme the money

Shifftee

I got struck by lightning and the thunder
Wilder than the shit from the tundra
No wonder
Pick em up
Help me up someone’s pullin me under
A scorcher, flame on the brain this is torture
Terrible, horrible sick shit I brought ya
Sacrifice the virgin, urbanized splurging
Split splice oper-fucking-ratin like a surgeon
Write rhymes that got shot up bullet holes in the paper
Escape the madness, Onyx the baddest yep
Souls of a soldier in the streets of survival
If you’re blinded by the blackness, here’s the gun to guide you
Fumble up crews, crumble up under pressure, god
It’s hard, fuck you broke your tooth bitin’

Chorus:
Shifty, low down gritty and grimy
Shifty, low down gritty and grimy
Shifty, low down gritty and grimy
Shifty, low down gritty and grimy
Shifty, low down gritty and grimy

Sonsee:
Come and just bust me feel the real shit
drill through your eardrum, hell yeah I’m fearsome
My equilibrium is touched with the USG sickness
Contaminated with slickness
Filthy, nasty grungy facts of the wretched, I got it to flex it
Crazy desperate to set shit
Yeah son, keep ‘em on the run
If it wasn’t you too, then you musta been the one
It’s not a big case to erase who bass in my face
You’ll just waste ya time and blood so ya better play ya space
Cause if not some shit gonna get real stupid
And you and your man can’t troop it

Shifty, low down gritty and grimy
Shifty, shift, shifty, shifty, shifty

Ay you ya nasty ass, what’s up big fella?
Hey whatever whatever shit, the dirty desert dweller
Who said never? All in together
Now I’ma show you how the Afficial niggaz fuck it up

Chorus:
Shifty, low down gritty and grimy
Shifty, low down gritty and grimy
Shifty, low down gritty and grimy
Shifty, low down gritty and grimy
Shifty, low down gritty and grimy
Shifty, low down gritty and grimy
Shifty, low down gritty and grimy

Sticky Fingaz:
One day I’ma rule the fuckin’ world, mark my word
I got the filthiest shit human ears ever heard
And even if you wash my mouth out with soap
I’ll still be as disgusting and despicable
Unpredictable, liable to flip my lid
My moms dropped me on my head when I was a kid
Back then I lost all my marbles, today I lost my job
So unless it’s Armageddon somebody’s bound to get robbed
Watch out, this could be you I believe
With a gun in your face, it’s better to give than receive
I’m more than meets the eye, energize, make your blood pressure rise
Madface ain’t no disguise

Chorus:
Shifty, low down gritty and grimy
Shifty, low down gritty and grimy
Shifty, low down gritty and grimy
Shifty, low down gritty and grimy
Yeah

Phat N All Dat

Chorus:
Phat, phat, phat-at-at-at-at-at-at-at-a-dat-dat-at and all dat

Fredro:
It’s the phat funky blunt roller, the rock ripper
Rude, ruff and right damn right the gun gripper
Look no hands but damn do I got a handle
Vandalistic, sarcastic phat tricks
Ah oh yeah, they’re a dime a dozen
Then discussin who to be bustin with my crews and crimeys
How you like that, phatter datter da datter huh
Ratta-tat-tat splatter one jump if you bad son
Phat as a blue bag of boom for you buddah bandits
I know you’re breakin on the phat tracks we’re makin
So Sonee Seeza you next up to bat
Phatter dat dat stay strapped
Peace out phat

Chorus:

Phat, phat, phat-at-at-at-at-at-at-at-a-dat-dat-at phat and all of dat
Phat, phat, phat-at-at-at-at-at-at-at-a-dat-dat-at phat and all of dat
P-H-A-T

Sonsee:
Boy you besta move over cause we takin up crazy space
Phat ready for combat stacked with all that tracks
Not a rerun but it’s phatter than Freddy Stubbs
I rock at the grimy clubs, get blunted with phat buds
I’m here to let you know Onyx won’t lack what it take
I scrape and scruff cause I’m in the rough
Kinda like a diamond, I’m a hard rock
Can’t move me, think you’re scheming then get the semen
out my cock a doodle do
Huh?  Who you think you’re kidding, these four villains’
skills win and have crews through dealin
Straight up, you had enough, I’m calling your bluff
body and fender so surrender kid you ain’t tough
You can get some phatter stuff? Huh I doubt it
But first just purchase my joint, you can’t be without it, it’s

Chorus 2:

P-phat-H-phat-A-phat-T-phat
P-H-A-T, P-H-A-T
P-phat-H-phat-A-phat-T-phat
P-H-A-T, P-H-A-T
P-phat-H-phat-A-phat-T-phat
P-H-A-T, P-H-A-T
P-H-A-T

Sticky Fingaz:
Every ten years, they unleash phat sound
Well this time it’s Sticky Fingaz, God’s gift to the underground
For cryin out loud, sell outs are makin me sick
And I want revenge kid, I die for my music
You don’t understand, I worship hardcore
Ya never shoulda let me get my boot in the door
And if you think that’s a bluff then you got me all wrong son
Gettin phat like this is easier said than done
Raise up, rise and shine
I woke up on the wrong side of the bed this time
Now it’s time to get phat and all of that

Sonsee:
Ah hell, the phat rap scripts tips scales
Go longer than endless trails, play my part stay sharp as darts and nails

Sticky Fingaz:
Ahh shut the hell up and don’t hold me back black
I’m foamin at the grill piece cause I’m ready to rip the track
Onyx is phat, so phat we need Slim Fast
With the boom shaka boom shaka boom body crash

Chorus:
Phat, phat, phat-at-at-at-at-at-at-at-a-dat-dat-at phat and all of dat
Phat, phat, phat-at-at-at-at-at-at-at-a-dat-dat-at phat and all of dat

Da Nex Niguz

Sticky Fingaz:
If ya got a girl then you better believe
she got a dick up her throat and a trick up her sleeve
But if you don’t take my word take the word of another
I loved my girl more than I loved my own mother
Until I caught the bitch in bed fuckin my brother
Now pussy to me is a stick and a bone
I fuck it and she suck it then I leave it alone
and get out the crib before her man come home

Fredro:
Ding dong, ring a ling a ling
Honey I’m home,scumbags and candy
Feelin damn dandy, crazy drunk off the brandy
Headed to the stairs, tip tip toe
With these squeaky ass stairs kid you gotta move slow
She wasn’t in the room, where could she be?
Wait a cotton pickin minute, I hear the TV
I slid to the den what did I see?
What you saw?
I saw a nigga hairy stink ass and my girl on her knees
Oh shit
She was suckin da next nigga dick
Oh shit
Man, I was just watchin this, it was monotonous
I couldn’t figure the next nigga dick in my girls esophagus

Chorus:
Suckin da nex nigga dick
Oh shit
Suckin da nex nigga dick
Oh shit
Suckin da nex nigga dick
Oh shit

Sonsee:
A freak is a freak and a hoe is a hoe
If your bitch get this low that shit is absolutely zero
A hoe I had before was claimin love, I was blind see
You can say like Mary J. this remind me
Was buggin when she started suckin fuckin peppermints
Blow jobs got better
How the hell you miss those hints?
I don’t know but then I got the shock that almost blocked me like an obstacle
My girl lip lock a niggaz cock like a popsicle
Quick, my man flipped the silencer tip
Now let that dumb bitch go to hell and suck on the devil’s dick
Yep, you know money felt the steel
He should ate that pussy then it coulda been his last meal
So don’t let my girl suck your dick
Even if she’s suckin the next nigga dick

Chorus:
Oh shit
Suckin da nex nigga dick
Oh shit
Suckin da nex nigga dick

Afficial Nastee Niguz
Afficial Nastee Niguz
Afficial Nastee Niguz
Afficial Nastee Niguz
Afficial Nastee Niguz
Afficial Nastee Niguz
Afficial Nastee Niguz
Afficial Nastee Niguz

Fredro:
Picture this, picture that
Your girl’s holdin the next man’s glands and comes back tell you that “I love you”
Bacdafucup, break the fuck off
Bacdafucup bitch or I’ma smack your wig off
Smack the cum out your mother fuckin mouth
I got proof- How?
Cause it landed on my couch

Chorus:
She was suckin da nex nigga dick
Oh shit
She was suckin da nex nigga dick
Oh shit

Sticky Fingaz:

Sometimes I feel like a nut
It melts in your mouth, not in your butt
Oh and tell your girl to stop changing her lipstick
I’m startin to get rainbows around my dick
I got caught in the act, you pulled a gun, I gave chase
It ain’t my fault his bitch take in the face
Shit, she the one who found Jack, the black vagina finda
Hmmm big ain’t it, lick lick so good God I almost fainted
Suckin da next nigga dick

Chorus:
Oh shit
She was suckin da nex nigga dick
She was suckin da nex nigga dick
She was suckin da nex nigga, suckin da nex nigga, suckin da nex nigga dick
She was suckin da nex nigga dick
She was suckin da nex nigga dick
She was suckin da nex nigga, suckin da nex nigga, suckin da nex nigga dick

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