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Onyx - Shut 'Em Down Lyrics Straight up nigga Motherfuckin Southside nigga (word up) [SF] Brooklyn what! We gonna do it just like this man Straight to your whole area (word up word up) YEAH, YEAH You know what we fin' to do Shut 'em down, shut 'em down YEAH, yo.. word up, yo [SF] It's time to take over the world! Chorus: repeat 4X Shut 'em down - shut 'em down, shut 'em down [Onyx - 1] Official Nast', I'm tired of these.. yo, yo, yo Shut 'em down start the violence we whylin whylin Slain rapper's body found washed up, on Coney Island When I rolled up, this nigga heart slowed up, that killa froze up When I pulled up, jumped out with the pump-pump 32 shots and ducked out Then I broke out, left that cat for dead his body smoked out Cause when I fall out, y'all killas got kill me kid I'm goin all out Life's a bitch, fuck it! Got a gun, bust it! The gameplay, gotta play by the rules of your own cannot be trusted Don't try to test, abide your chest, put five inside your vest Have you layin where the dead rest Shoulda known when you was lookin in the eyes of Death Asked the Lord for forgiveness When I did this, there was not no witness But he should understand -- cause even God got a shit list [Sonsee] Yo it's beatdowns anonymous, I spits like a shiny silver nine'll bust Niggaz fine to bust, we the kind that rush Those that, hold back, taking your whole stack Grimy street cats, niggaz baldhead, like Kojak Go gat for gat, quote that, in fact, you can smoke that Uncut black dust, making your whole, fucking skull crack Better know me, one-three, one and only Could be never phony in any ceremony, I'll tear you homey (Shut 'em down!) Sonsee's taking your time, making your mind Baddest nigga on the low defecatin with rhymes Breakin your spine, got you movin from the flurry time to worry I'ma bury the bullshit, feel my full clip! Chorus [DMX] Uhh.. uhh, uhh Aiyyo I bet you this motherfuckin double barrel'll blast his face Be on the lookout - for a basketcase Niggaz pumped you up to watch you get beat Had you thinkin shit is sweet Now you up shit's creek, cause your shit's weak How much is your life worth to someone important, cause I be extortin Kidnappin for ransom is some shit that you don't want to get caught in From back in the days of Gordon, niggaz was gettin robbed The guy from Rikers Height stayed on his job, with his own little mob Was it worth goin back to the Earth so soon? Worth makin my shit go boom, ?? your own doom? Fill them graveyards, til there's no room? Fuck you know about a pine box? Money goin out with nine glocks On top between that same nigga, when they pull out spray nine shots Feel like killin for your crew? I ain't gon' rest It don't take a whole lot to fill up your vest then watch your lungs as they spill out your chest You best get on some, act your age shit You a little kid, that run for faces More niggas get killed like that than a little bit [Sticky Fingaz] Ayy man Sticky F-I-N-G-A-Z the crazy cajun blazin bullets for days and days and grazin amazin I'm the guy that's lacin Purple Hazin, hard to be pahsin LORD all this hell that I'm raisin God of the Underground, I'm gunnin em down with a thunder pound We gonna (SHUT 'EM DOWN!) We turn shit dumb quick when the gun click Lyin incubine pursed and lyin on your dick In the morgue admit it dogs I'm the Rottweiler my glock holla Fuck cocaine killa I sniff gunpowder So all you real Willies throw your Roley's in the sky Now all my crooks, rob them players outside! I'm so hype, I'll take yo' life, better have my dough right And FUCK FIVE MICS, I DON'T NEED NO MIC!!!!! {*trashes the shit, speaker feedback ensures*} WHAT?!?!?! BRING IT!!!! SHUT 'EM DOWN! Chorus 2X [Sticky Fingaz] WHAT?? BRING IT! OFFICIAL NAST' SHUT 'EM DOWN! Word up boy, bout to shut down the whole industry Official Nast', DMX, we wreckin ERY'THING! So shut up! Or you get SHUT DOWN! LIKE THE REST OF THEM! Pussy! Onyx - Shut 'Em Down Lyrics Chorus: This is it now, You get shut down Official Naz got the whole game locked down Noreaga, Big Pun holdin' it~ down, This is it now, You get shut down [Verse 1: Noreaga] Yo, aiyyo I smoke weed from housin pa, Phillies is hot one Niggaz betta stop dunn, or catch a hot one I'm like the Top Gun, Mohawk Shit Rock my hat back, as long you don't fuck with Onyx Then You safe in Iraq, I like to dubba(??) All of my niggaz, we tear the cover up From Iraq to Bal-ti-more We do a song keep the shit fuckin ghetto like a hood see-saw So what what, fuckin dick, what's the recall for? Yo, every other week you got a brand new law Yo them crackheads not, knowin what to do wit they time That's why they really wanna focus on Iraq crime So what what, fuck you nigga yo we takin shine [Verse 2] Shut 'em down second wave desert Bx style We rep wow Up(??) hoes be ya mom's dead child Fucked up Like blowin fed trial Its set now Get blown down You sped Blow, Exile My cartel drop shells Burn a 100 L's You frail We raise hell You Niggaz get blazed well You get closed now Hosed down Verbal semi mad a cap With a Henny habit Amurk any static Like a madman, Goin Postal, Postal Touch Mics Froze you fuck it Son I Gosu(??) [Verse 3] Word Up, Im not a killa I just bust a lot Run in the spot, With a rusted glock Then I bust a shot Its not a game Don't be in it for life Shit is hot son Send em to Christ Surrender ya ice Criminal life is dangerous ill Trained to kill in the stainless steel You're brain spilled The game is real You playin wit death Got grimy niggas that'll label you West And lay you to rest South(??) Suicide wake the dead Hate is spread ?? Spread three eights and let it raise ya head Jail bound eternally hell bound 22 shots of shell round rock ya head in the ground Noreaga: So what what Chorus: This is it now, You get shut down Official Nas got the whole game locked down Noreaga, Big Pun holdin' it~ down, This is it now, You get shut down [Verse 4: Big Pun] Yo I'm the livest nigga alive, watch me show you I'll blow your head of your shoulders your own mother won't know you My squad is supernatural Don't make me blast you with a rubic(??) capsule My crew will capture you and trap you inside of Koopa's Castle I turn ya soon to statue like Medusa's lookin at you Produce the future raps Or subtract you like dudes in math do I'm always moving past you even when I use the bathroom Wipe my asshole with pages straight out the book of Matthew Im lookin at you with my third optical vision I hop out of prison and find me a hot little tropical woman Now I'm locked in position ready to rock with convictio chewbaca's descendants blasting you with cosmical weapons You might as well listen cuz you out of suggestions Tied up submission of you can't stand the heat get out of the kitchen Peace to Onyx I miss them for they knowledge and wisdom Pay homage and listen to hip-hop's newest and most volatle addition -Breaks In [Verse 5: Sticky Fingaz] NOW Sticky Fingaz, I'm still alive that mean the greatest rapper of all time ain't never died I'm underground Too hard for the radio MTV won't even play my video They scared to death motha fuckas tryin to ban me I'm the one who told Ol' Dirty to shut down the Grammys You think they thinkin kid well me Stick I burn all o' ya I don't care if Puffy do ya remix! I'm crazy, runnin up in Def Jam with a handgun Fuck a royalty I'm a hold Russell for Ransom I'll make you sleep where the worms do I couldn't care less if you ate shit and died and turned blue Niggaz like us gonna bring the game back There's so many wack rappers out here I don't know where to aim at I swear to God ain't nobody touchin me Next time you see me gonna be the last thing you ever see Word Up Chorus: This is it now, You get shut down Official Nas got the whole game locked down Noreaga, Big Pun holdin' it down This is it no You get shut down This is it now, You get shut down Official Nas got the whole game locked down Noreaga, Big Pun holdin' it down This is it now, You get shut down |
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