Betta Off Dead

Onyx They tried to poison the fetus We gonna check it out like this All hail The high exalted Yo My mother fucking name is Fredro Starr You know what I'm saying? I'm up here with my man Sonee the money the motherfucking Greeza And my motherfucking nigga Sticky the fucking Fingaz You know what I'm saying? Yo Son Step to your motherfucking business nigga...word up [Sonsee] I’m not the type to be flabbergasted, but all my data’s mastered It ain’t a madder bastard, boom I had it, niggas get plastered Soon as I bring what I got in store for this war Who want it? We got what your looking for Fuck ya gonna do now money? Cause it’s the, Sonsee Seeza, Mr. Chocolate bust em like a blister I get downright depriving on nigga’s p-rop-z’s; gimme all of these Ya’ll niggas is puss What’s the matter, I thrust, bum rush and batterize and assault and catapult Like a bolt I shock shit The faker hurter, word to murder, ripping the madder shit to make you BACDAFUCUP further [Fredro Starr] Hold up the press, here comes the mess Worship the best, or die like the rest You have the right to remain violent Anything you say can and will be used against you to kill I’m a tyrant, striking like a viking A knight in shining armor, death before dishonor The ruff rhymer, suicidal like Nirvana The end of your world is just beginning, there's no winning in my inning Cause dead things cannot effect the living So I drift into the winds of the ghetto bad weather I’m lost in the desert but the storm blows me on Never talk to a stranger, everybody’s in grave danger Me and my peoples just shout out anger [Bridge] Fuck that, we better off dead [Sticky Fingaz] I’m considered less than a God, 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) Or what? Get your ass cut Cause if you goin to jail they’ll probably make a pussy out ya butt [Sonsee] No doubt Here’s the clique which is known as a black stone Hard Fuck around and we’ll shatter your track bone Scarred You get for life, I’m concise, niggas get done up precise Cut up fine and fucked up real nice Be ready to meet your maker And die like the Lakers Faking jackers smack ‘em backwards with the front of the black gat tactics Straight from the desert-(queens) Where niggas is desperate So I'm taking mines from the entrance to the exit [Hook] (2X) Get a life? Fuck that, we better off dead [Fredro Starr] Cover me, I’m going in Move ‘em in Take em out in the time when niggas seem to always fight a lost battle Its too late to pray I'm selling one way tickets to hell "Now, run, tell" is what you punk niggas yell like Ahhhhh That’s the sound of your bitch ass hurting Blindside attack your back with Steel Curtain Sticky come out, come out wherever you are [Sticky Fingaz] So now add all that up to the fact that I’m a nigga that could just beat your mother fucking ass To hurt your feelings Cause your shit is trash ‘Chu need people like me, cause they not worthy Construct my coalition, it’s a demolition derby To all the spit you talk 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 & out of my mind And ain't nothing in this world free so me I’ma kick it paid style I ain't got no smile, I was abused as a child My moms gave birth to a crazy ass wild one Bust out her pussy with a motherfucking gun And started talking slang Even joined a gang In suicide scums I sold jums to the bums I was the hand to hand man pulling in crumbs Then I started dealing, robbing and stealing Got knocked for a killing now I’m known as a villain So if you want problems I’m ready and willing 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...