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Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang - ONYX!!Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang - ONYX!![Raekwon]Aiyyo, staircase to stage now, major wavesTanktop Nautica, flippin your daughter thirty waysYeah who want mine? Bent outta shape, one timePlay the mall, starin at your beautiful, sunshineWatch my shit shift, niggaz in the back, wigs liftYou know the stats God, don`t even ask pah, back slitRaw drug raps, thug hats and mob hats, spit on that catThis yellow love nigga fuckin with a rich catMy shit now, 5 feet 6, with a crisp hat plushThrowin down on thirty bricks, niggaz is with thatThough, federados locked my man yo, hit lottoThree-hundred thousand dollars in the bottle, bitch math is howmy technique, rover in the robe, gold linkYou know the code read, suitcase money, stow heatRock Navi`s though, hundred dollar bags valetThat nigga crabbed me, gamin himself, like Milton Bradley[Fredro Starr]Yo the semi-automatic glock this, unlock thisThe weed spots get knocked, it`s so hot chicks is toplessWhips are spotless, chrome rims spin obnoxiousYou can`t knock this, bust a shot you better not miss[X-1]X-1 wild out, and make you watch this`til your eyes turn red with blotches, eatin scraps out the garbageUnload a cartridge, and bust a capX could never trust a cat, Onyx is as hot as it getsBitches fuckin for free, is outta the quest`Blow blood outta your flesh, your body outta your vest[Fredro Starr]I draws the heat from across the streetFly you up off your feet, you die livin short but sweetStreet crime, time is money, nigga don`t waste mineDispose my 9, throwin your shine, your froze in timeLookin at death, holdin your breath, laid outOn the dance floor, blood and Moet, I`m blowin your setTrick twenty G`s, no sweat, your goin in debtI`m goin for broke, I`m blowin out smoke, you catch a stroke[X-1]Wu-Tang and Baldhedz, Swiss foreheads, leave you all redX-Milli-on, fully armed, illest beyond your realest formBringin the storm, forseein you warnedNuttin keepin me calm but heat in my palmSleep and you gone, you see what I`m on? Creepin outta the darkScatter your parts from here to Battery Park[Chorus: ODB samples from "Protect Ya Neck (Radio Edit)"]First things first man, you`re {fuckin} with the worstFirst things first man, you`re {fuckin} with the worstFirst things first man, you`re {fuckin} with the worstYou can`t slam, don`t let me get fool on him man![Suave]Steal master grab half the cash fast and bashand splash yo` class, mash your staff, WHAT?!Nigga get smacked, you ain`t worth a punch, hurt your bunchGet merked in front, in the wrong circle punk!Mack clever niggaz dat regga`Catch you on the d-lo in Mecca and Etch-a-Sketch yaShake and erase, vacatin your space, breakin your faceStraighten your waist, twist you, and won`t miss youOfficial Nast and Killa Bee, full blast, get off smashPull fast for your stashLong as the war last, foot up in your assTryin to count more math, bring in the hardcore rap[Killa Sin]Yo; we be the mainstreamsupreme rhyme top of the line cuisine fiendsNumber one love for thugs queens schemin on creamMy whole team love, the E-cup bras and mobb carsKilla Sin known for makin niggaz reach for the starsThis terrorist, lyricist in the midst of the abyssWe cannabis evangelists, iron palms with metal fistsWu build, like construction and bang, like percussionAll the Planet Battery packs combust and malfunction, what kid?[Chorus] - repeat 2X[Sticky] Holy shit!! Who the fuck is dat?[Method] It`s John John[Sticky] Sticky Fingaz kid, you got my back?[Method] I got your back cousin[Sticky] I got the mack-dozen[Method] And when them niggaz start jumpin, bust back cousin[Sticky] Cause it`s a new year, time for some new shit[Sticky] Nowadays rappers dyin over music[Method] Dead on arrival[Method] We raised in the ghetto singin songs called survival[Method] Duckin homicidal, you rivals[Sticky] Yeah yeah, Onyx/Wu-Tang, on tracks we gangbang[Sticky] Chitty-bang-bang[Method] Chitty-chitty-bang-bang[Method] Hot Nix` spit flame, lava pump through my veins[Method] Caught in the zone, home on the range[Sticky] Aiyyo you rang for ferocious, atrocious[Sticky] We got that supercalifragalisticexpiala-[Method] - dope shit![Sticky] Eight ball in the corner pocket[Method] We snatch wallets off the white collared[Method] The Big Apple forever rotted[Method] Narcotics hunt the hard target, Hot Nix`[Sticky] SO WHAT THE BUMBA CLAAT?![Method Man]Pop shit, we do the knowledgeTo shark niggaz, once bittenMajor swingers heavy hittinPoly your kitten, throw up your mittensStop bitchin, no slippin, no pot to piss inThe meltin pot`s boilin hot now in Hell`s Kitchen[Sticky Fingaz]Yo, yo, Sticky Fingaz, one of the illest motherfuckersBELIEVE DAT!! My moms don`t raise no suckersI slap rappers, turn `em into singersTouch somethin of mine and you`ll have NINE fingaz![Method] Enough said, let`s paint this whole fuckin town red[Sticky] And RIP .. they whole crew to a shred![Sticky] I got cold blood[Method] I pull yo` plug[Sticky] I hold, bust[Method] Show no love[Sticky] I`m so bugged[Method] Shoot yo` home up[Sticky] And shoot up the whole club[Method] We throw slugs[Sticky Fingaz]You ain`t no thug!I earned every God damn penny that I gotSon I`m rollin shotgun in the convertibleI wish a nigga WOULD WHAT?Try to fuckin jack me, I`ll MURDER YOU!!![Chorus]Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang - ONYX!!Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang - ONYX!!

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