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onyx - all we got iz us (evil streets) lyrics

[verse 1: fredro starr]
n-gga you 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 your 9 straight when you was busting your whole clip and hit nothing
your whole block got hot up, only two n-ggas got up
came down fast, caught the cash and the product
caught you pants down with your clothes off
a n-gga never knows, a n-gga never doze off

[verse 2: sonny seeza]
ya got your rhymes n-ggas? bring em, we stomp that
its concrete combat where i’m at
a crime covered city
where there’s no time for pity
we coming 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 dwelling
n-ggas spilling sh-lls and compelling to bust melons
we just fugitives and felons so ain’t no telling

[hook 1: 2x]
these evil streets is rough
ain’t no one we can trust
either roll with the rush or get rushed
cause all we got is us

these evil streets…

[verse 3: sticky fingaz]
i see the world through the eyes of a n-gga on a brink
drugs got my brain fried making it hard to think
and i’m trapped in these evil streets
driving some scuffed up ran down beat up -ss timbs
some kid pulls up with chrome dipped bugatti rims
now i’m thinking it’s three in the a.m. , i’m walking, he in a b.m. drop top 3
and don’t even see me, but you gon’ believe he saw my gun in 3-d
10 blocks later i’m trying to work the cd
spotted 50 dipped on the bqe
cause ain’t no way them pigs is bagging me
next up is sonsee, we afficial nastee

[verse 4: sonny seeza]
for n-ggas 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
n-gga 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
stacking stacks and push a n-gga sh-t back like they should
while we was gone some sh-t done developed
now parlay, sit back and watch armee swell up
yeah, punk n-ggas

[hook 2: x4]
as we move through these evil streets…

[verse 5: sticky fingaz]
only n-gga that could k!ll me is the n-gga in the mirror
and when i cuff a mic it make my fighting words clearer
i’m naked without a gun, it’s like something is missing
that was my employer when i ain’t have a pot to p-ss in
so listen
keep a gun even if it’s not needed
better that than to have none and be in deep sh-t
we mold on n-ggas like bacteria grows
foes be lucky if they walk away with a black eye and a broken nose

[verse 5: fredro starr]
n-gga, we k!ll n-ggas for polo and hilfigers
it’s all for real ill n-ggas with steel triggers
ain’t nothing over here pumping soft, sh-t be jumping 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 b-tch ran for cover
keep n-ggas guessing with a face without expression
for n-ggas stressing, i leave a lifetime impression
it shines like fluorescents when the flame comes out
it’s all about what you got when your game runs out, sh-t is hot
you can get burned with heat, we take turns to sleep, you better learn the street knowledge
d-mn, you can get shot for five dollars
it’s live wires with no signs of survivors

[hook 1: x2]

these evil streets…

- onyx lyrics

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