
Shout Onyx
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[Verse 1: Fredro Starr, Sonsee & Sticky Fingaz]
Oh, no! Not them! Here they come!
Baldheads and guns blaow, where you gonna run?
Say, "Ah!" (Oh!) Which way did he go?
You don't know, you move too slow, boy you blow
My style grows on you like hair
Where my Queens niggas? (We right here!) Is you out there? (Yeah! Yeah!)
Just watch us spark this hit and get ill
We won't yield, 'til we hit fifty bill
So grab a hold, get a grip, it's time to shake it up
For rappers and routines that make bricks
Amnesia couldn't make me forget about where I came from
And even if I left the slum, I'd still be a hoodlum
'Cause good things come to those, who take 'em
And I'm fed up and filled with so much anxiety
I gotta scream (Ahhh!)
To let out all this frustration that's built up inside of me
[Chorus: Fredro Starr, Sonsee & Sticky Fingaz]
Come on, and scream (Oh), and shout (Oh)
Just let it all out (Yeah), come on
And scream (Oh), and shout (Oh)
Just let it all out (Yeah), come on
And scream (Oh), and shout (Oh)
Just let it all out (Yeah), come on
And scream (Oh), and shout (Oh)
Just let it all out (Yeah)
Oh, no! Not them! Here they come!
Baldheads and guns blaow, where you gonna run?
Say, "Ah!" (Oh!) Which way did he go?
You don't know, you move too slow, boy you blow
My style grows on you like hair
Where my Queens niggas? (We right here!) Is you out there? (Yeah! Yeah!)
Just watch us spark this hit and get ill
We won't yield, 'til we hit fifty bill
So grab a hold, get a grip, it's time to shake it up
For rappers and routines that make bricks
Amnesia couldn't make me forget about where I came from
And even if I left the slum, I'd still be a hoodlum
'Cause good things come to those, who take 'em
And I'm fed up and filled with so much anxiety
I gotta scream (Ahhh!)
To let out all this frustration that's built up inside of me
[Chorus: Fredro Starr, Sonsee & Sticky Fingaz]
Come on, and scream (Oh), and shout (Oh)
Just let it all out (Yeah), come on
And scream (Oh), and shout (Oh)
Just let it all out (Yeah), come on
And scream (Oh), and shout (Oh)
Just let it all out (Yeah), come on
And scream (Oh), and shout (Oh)
Just let it all out (Yeah)
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