Betta Off Dead lyrics

Artist  : Onyx 
Song : Betta Off Dead



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Onyxxx.......
They tried to poison the
fetus
We gonna check it out like this
All
hell
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 muther fucking greasiest
and my mother
fucking nigga Sticky the fucking fingaz
you
know what I'm saying?
Yo Sonee
Step to your
mother fucking 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
rule my
hazard
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!
Whats 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
jumping for the sauna
the
rough rhymer
suicidal like Nirvana
the end
of your world is just beginning
theres no
winning in my inning
the dead things cannot
effect the living
so I trip into the
wind
of the ghetto bad 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, 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
its a black stone
its a matter that 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 made up
mean Jamaica
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:

Come with me I'm
going in
move em in take em out
the time
when niggaz seem to always fight and lose a
battle
its too late to pray I'm selling one
way tickets to hell
no one tell is what you
punk niggaz yell
like-wah wah!
thats the
sound of your bitch ass hurtin
black start
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
its a
demolition derby
through all that spit you
talk
and make the mic smell like
saliva
yick! 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 pay style
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
scums
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 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...