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Onyx - All we Got iz us (Evil Streetz) uncensored

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Published on Dec 16, 2007

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offical Onyx lyrics:

Fredro:
Nigga ya heartless, you ain't heartless, you don't want no part in this
You ain't got it in ya, I'm born to be a sinner
As I move through these evil New York streets like grease
And some kids get caught up all up in the crime rate
Couldn't hold ya 9 straight when you was bustin your whole clip and hit nothin'
Ya whole block got hot up, only two niggas got up
Came down fast, caught the cash and the product
Caught you pants down with ya clothes off
A nigga never knows, a nigga never doze off

Sonsee:
Ya got ya rhymes niggas? Bring em, we stomp that
It's concrete combat where I'm at
A crime covered city, where's no time for pity
We comin from the village of the unprivileged
Blood soaked bills through murder actions, transactions all illegal
I smell the cheeb like a beagle
Evil stalks and lurks, dominate and do works in my dwellin
Niggaz spillin shells and compellin to bust melons,
We just fugitives and felons so ain't no tellin

Chrous (Panama P.I.):
These evil streets is rough
Ain't no one we can trust
Either roll with the rush or get rushed
Cause all we got iz us
These evil streets is rough
Ain't no one we can trust
Either roll with the rush or get rushed
Cause all we got iz us
These evil streets

Sticky Fingaz:
I see the world through the eyes of a nigga on a brink
Drugs got my brain fried makin it hard to think
And I'm trapped in these evil streets
Drivin some scuffed up ran down beat up ass Timbs
Some kid pulls up with chrome dipped Bugatti rims
Now I'm thinkin it's three in the A.M. , I'm walkin, he in a B.M. drop top 3
And don't even see me, but you believe he saw my gun in 3-d
Ten blocks later I'm tryin to work the CD
Spotted fifty, dipped on the B.Q.E.
Cause ain't no way the pigs is baggin me
Next up is Sonsee, we Afficial Nastee.

Sonsee:
For niggaz that force the issue, my man'll toss the pistol
And of course I hit you, let that loss be with you
The more L's the higher, streets of fire
Make ice hearts in men for a worldly desire
It's the black attack born on the corner
Nigga grew up fast to get that loot up, ready to shoot up
And he do anything to achieve it
Ya better believe it
Run with a band of thieves who retrieves the goods
Stackin stacks and push a nigga shit back like they should
While we was gone some shit done developed
Now parlay, sit back and watch Armee swell up
Yeah, punk niggaz

Panama P.I.:
As we move through these evil streets
As we move through these evil streets
As we move through these evil streets
As we move through these evil streets

Sticky Fingaz:
Only nigga that could kill me is the nigga in the mirror
And when I cuff a mic it make my fightin words clearer
I'm naked without a gun, it's like something is missin
That was my employer when I ain't have a pot to piss in
So listen
Keep a gun even if it's not needed
Better that than to have none and be in deep shit
We mold on niggaz like bacteria grows
Foes be lucky if they walk away with a black eye and a broken nose

Fredro:
Nigga, we kill niggaz for Polo and Hilfigers
It's all for real ill niggaz with steel triggers
Ain't nothin over here pumpin soft, shit be jumpin off
On the reg
Don't beat me in the head with that, go ahead with that
I think back, me and my man's brother, we robbed somebody grandmother
Pulled out, the bitch ran for cover
Keep niggaz guessin with a face without expression
For niggaz stressin, I leave a lifetime impression
It shines like fluorescents when the flame comes out
It's all about what you got when ya game runs out, shit is hot
You can get burned with heat, we take turns to sleep, you better learn the street knowledge
Damn, you can get shot for five dollars
It's live wires with no signs of survivors

Chorus (Panama P.I.):
These evil streets is rough
Ain't no one we can trust
Either roll with the rush or get rushed
Cause all we got iz us
These evil streets is rough
Ain't no one we can trust
Either roll with the rush or get rushed
Cause all we got iz us
These evil streets

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