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we go loud - drop dead lane lyrics

[intro: sticky fingaz]
who want to get stopped? the shot i pistol whipped *** for the chick you with
(drop dead lane)
(drop dead lane)
(onyx)

[verse 1: sticky fingaz]
how long you think this godd*mned world is gonna last for
you and the bullets play tag, boy
don’t need your name and number, we aiming for your badge, boy
chop of your dead head and throw it in a trash, boy
you do the math ’cause the world about to clash, boy
guns in a rave riding around with the rav, boy
if adam was first then imma be the last one
turn the world around
i’m out, blya

[verse 2: disclamer]
b*tch, i’m a villain!
i spend my free time meditating in a regenerating cylinder with
rap floor, rock walls and a metal ceiling. you say you want
more hardcore, i’m about to give it to you
it’s onyx and drop dead lane, motherf*cka
the best pain painters with the pen, motherf*cka!
(what)
picking of weapon depends on how you want to end
we’re cleaning the sector, better stay away as we in!
disclamer, i’m still staying
bloodthirsty head slayer
lyrical maniac with a pointy pen
k!ller with mac11 instead of lips
giving critical damage to the fledgling brain
educated bad boy they call me, but i got a mistake in my nick name
what can i say, i’m contrasting!
[chorus: disclamer]
we maintain chaos daily
caution! b*tch, we go loud!
acid rain is dropping
on the haters! headshots!
drop dead lane and onyx
caution! b*tch, we go loud!
go loud, go loud! go loud, go loud!
go! go loud, go loud!

[verse 3: bigbes]
drop dead lane, onyx, committing crime on this beat
meet kneeled defeat, slated on a friday 13th
please don’t make me roll up my sleeves
eyes full of blood, come close and see
sick firepower consumed by me, so evil i feel
with my dark ancient soul, no control, no remorse
double d l comet rockin’, comin’ after you with rap and
this damage you cannot dodge it
all those who bark can taste my pre*cum
but we won’t be done!

[verse 4: fredro starr]
i rep onyx n***a! you remember the group
if the sh*t pop off, just remember they shoot
i got the gun in the club
(what, what, what)
i got it padded down but they ain’t check the timberland boots
so believe me son, you know i got the gun inside
hundred mad n***as, so you better rec on us
i beat you so bad, your own moms won’t recognize
wrecking mc, f*ck that! ***
[chorus: disclamer]
we maintain chaos daily
caution! b*tch, we go loud!
acid rain is dropping
on the haters! headshots!
drop dead lane and onyx
caution! b*tch, we go loud!
go loud, go loud! go loud, go loud!
go! go loud, go loud!

- drop dead lane lyrics

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