O.n.y.x. Lyrics - Triggernometry - Onyx

[Fredro Starr] 

Turn it up 

Turn it up 

Turn it up 

All real niggaz turn it up 

Turn it up 

Turn it up 

Turn it up 

All real bitches turn it up 

Turn it up 

Turn it up 

All real niggaz turn it up 

Turn it up 

Turn it up 

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Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo (*gun shots*) 

Thug recognise thug 

We all blood when we feel shots from a slug 

You think the kid boutta ice thata cool off 

Fuck ice you cant floss in the fucking warm 

Summer nights son its time to put the Benz up 

And copp the Hummer with the bullet proof rims what 

To burn purple haze livin in the last dayz 

They fly planes kinda low where my PJ's 

Where the money at? Bombs droppin from the sky 

I'm tryin live it up and fuck as much before I die 

To the death till my last breath, guns high 

Thats when you ride for your projects 

What you rep (*gun shots*) 

Fuck that, O.N.Y.X. 

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Got niggas whylin throwin guns in the projects 

Got niggas in jail sharpening up they objects 

Got niggas in clubs startin fuckin riots (REMIX) 

Yo, Yo O.N.Y.X. 

Got niggas whylin throwin guns in the projects 

Got niggas in jail sharpening up they objects 

Got niggas in clubs startin fuckin riots (REMIX) 

[Sticky Fingaz] 

Is you ready for the D-Day 

A thousand motha fuckas runnin on the freeway 

Feel the heat nigga, shit abouta back lash 

In the streets smokin dro through a gas mask 

I had to trade in my roli and my cross piece 

For automatics, ammo I (*gun shots*) need more heat 

Terrorists, bomb threats in the night club 

Drivin over mine fields on crome dubs 

And through all the lootin and the stampedes 

I be drinkin champagne through a cantine 

So fuck it, till they nuke us get your ones up (*gun shot*) 

Thats right thats the anthem get your guns up 

Uhhhh huh 

Its the O.N.Y.X. 

We got you whylin throwin guns in the projects 

Got niggas in jail sharpening up they objects 

Got niggas in clubs startin fuckin riots (R-E-M-I-X) 

Its the O.N.Y.X. 

We got you whylin throwin guns in the projects 

Got niggas in jail sharpening up they objects 

Got niggas in clubs startin fuckin riots (R-E-M-I-X) 

[Genovese] 

Yeah, yo 

Hot ones echo through the battlefield 

Hollow points flyin by piercin through ya shield 

Ya here the wall cry 

Fuck it throw ya guns high 

Now what you prayin for bitch we gonna all die 

And while you gather up your armed troops 

We pushin tanks throwin dank out the sunroof 

Theres no hope killas chanted out they war charols 

Cut throats snortin coke through a gun barrel 

Ain't no point tryna save no civilians 

Got kids runnin up pullin out grenade pins 

Blowing buildings up 

Duck when ya hear the shots 

Flame throwers 1M-1's melt your whole block 

Pressure building up 

Know when to run high suicide bombers flying in the high rise 

Raise shots above us 

Fuck till we get paid 

Or in the ? we pray these the last dayz 

Thats right its the O.N.Y.X. 

Got niggas whylin throwin guns in the projects 

Got niggas in jail sharpening up they objects 

Got niggas in clubs startin fuckin riots thats right (R-E-M-I-X) 

Thats right its the O.N.Y.X. 

Got niggas whylin throwin guns in the projects 

Got niggas in jail sharpening up they objects 

Got niggas in clubs startin fuckin riots thats right (R-E-M-I-X)