Onyx - Black Dust Lyrics
Official......nas......niggas!Word upSomethin new for you[? ]Hear to make moves, get mines automatically(? ) rhyme master, rapidly tragediesGuns like butch cassidy, nasty like dick dastardlyAs I be gradually (distorted) like (gunshot)Glowin, blowin, flowin, goin, fast at it like jesse owensMake you throw in, the towel, I willDo all sorts of moves through all sportsRhymes blew all thoughts, all crews to dust, its usOfficial, nastee, the aggy still ghastlyYou triple s nigga, soft sexy and sassyWe crash, I break your cast, and yes, we get busyIma do my show, get my dough, and lick tittiesIm shitty, I diarrehea on the globeFire flee up on your clothesAnd like squito up on your hoeIn case you didnt know, I stay free flowOfficially, thisll be your chance to see how ill this niggaBe, go figure[chorus:]For every nigga show me love, two niggas hate meFor every ***** that show me love, two *****es tryin to take meFor every nigga show me love, two niggas hate me[? ]Yo, black dust, miraculousHead rush, hoes blush, its only usShits lush, shit we lust, is plush, lexusMy techs bust, your guns rust, to God trustWalk the path righteous, pricelessNigga you shine like ice crushedYou get your shit bust, no more to discussNiggas jeal-e-ous, cuz *****es feel usThe wild, rebel-e-ous, hell yesNiggas is whack, we pack dustOfficial nas niggas back us, cant ***** with us[? ]Umm, my guns wettin, like a open hydrantGot you hidin, from shots firinFrom hot ironYou gotta realize, your blocks dyinPut skis on your knees and start slidingMy clocks timin, not tryin, to see us not shininIm eye blindin, hearts, hearts like a lionYoure not lyin, superstar then a dine inYour insides cryin, rip your outside in[chorus] (repeats)Schemin in the backSee Im schemin in the back[sticky fingaz]Act like you dont know, I put you in the choke holdRampage the logos, nigga here is locoI still get respect if I had no doughSport polo, always keep a low proIf its a promo, this nigga here no showAbout my no low, I never drive slo-moFaster than go go, if it aint me its so soKick in your door, wavin the four fourAll you hear is shots until there aint no moreHit you with the low blow, you cant go toe toeI rub elbow, with niggas in cell blo, and new york cityHellholeStill in they jail cloOld school niggas with kango, and shell toeMix hats with hydro, and cocoaHow you gonna ***** with my click if you cant ***** with me solo?Checkmate, no go
