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Tekster: Onyx. Bacdafucup. Slam.

Slam, duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh, let the boys be boys
Slam, duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh, let boys be boys

Well, it's another one, in the gutter one
Getting running up, troublesome
Extra double, I might come to feed 'em

The feed 'em then I shred 'em
So what if that I'm cheating
And where everybody when I sound gwan, now

I'ma show you how, come on, all and together now
Yeah, ooh yeah, yeah, that's how we gotta be
So stop trying to beat loud as me 'cause you can't do that
Think about the pay-offer so left with an automatic rifle

For last against the lighting last bullets first on line
Toughest step and a rep and a run rep and a run wreck and a swine
Peace to the brothers on break his I'm
Pumping up a tremple and didn't like his

Criminal lickin', buck my eye, oh my God, I'm so high
Just they say a rodney, say you like a criminum, a-what?
Just they say to make get
Making milliangh, children, slam, slam

Slam, duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh, let the boys be boys
Slam, duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh, let boys be boys
Slam, duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh, let the boys be boys
Slam, duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh, let boys be boys

I'm the mean, nasty, grease smashing, ever slow gashing
Sticky swift blast of the basty, bast bashing
Then I provide, I provide the you was cheat
Beside the Getto Five, make me feel like Jekly and Hyde of course

I come across with no fear for sure, unadulterated un-conformed
Disgusted, busted you wanna touch it
Too hot, you forgot, you're not ready
You're head could get ruptured

Hit between the eye, I planned the plan alive
I'm the plonic sonic, rule with the bads guys
The villain, crooks, hot Midas in confide us
See the big jerk put you, look inside us

My mind, it's graphic, expresstic, graphic
So kill the cop because I kept, it's all mastic
Directin' it when y'all least expected it
And thought it was safe Onyx hit you in the face, so

Slam, duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh, let the boys be boys
Slam, duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh, let boys be boys
Slam, duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh, let the boys be boys
Slam, duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh, let boys be boys

I'm a B boy, standin' in my B boy stance
Hurry up and give me the microphone before I bust in my pants
The mad author of anguish, my language, polluted
Onyx is heavyweight and still undisputed

He took the words right out my mouth and walked a mile in my shoes
I've paid so many dues, I feel used and abused
And I'm so confused, umm, excuse me, for example
I'm the inspiration of a whole generation

And unless you got 10 sticky fingers, it's straight imitation
A figment of your imagination
But, but, but, but wait, it gets worse

I'm not watered down, so, I'm dyin' of thirst
Comin' thru wit a scam, fullproof plan
B boys make some noise and just, just slam

Slam, duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh, let boys be boys
Slam, duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh, let the boys be boys
Slam, duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh, let boys be boys
Slam, duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh, let the boys be boys

Slam, duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh, let boys be boys
Slam, duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh, let the boys be boys
Slam, duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh, let boys be boys
Slam, duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh, let the boys be boys
Slam, duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh, let boys be boys

Slam