Lyrics It's on Now - Onyx

It's on Now

I murder your whole city, nigga like Frank Nitty hideous, insidious
Niggas betta give me respect when I flex, comin' Tech flows like amphibians
From here to the Carribeans
Unexplored territories like Venus
Niggas never seen the teen the teams keenest
Impairing your mind like Zimas
Infrared beamers, keep your posse on my penis
Now it’s on
Wicked’s in this, the link a Mid to West flex, the abyss
To this bitch who diss this clique
Bliss is hanging that bitch by the clitoris
You get spit on, shit on, hit on, get on, the dick of this
Slick niggara
But you can always call the Nina
A killer in America, Amerikilla
I got skills to kill like overdosing pills
Blood spills for million dollar bills
You can’t try to peel this or feel the illness of a nigga that’s coming out real
I don’t know why nigga you living a lie
And plus I despise those who try
A nigga like I, this high and fly and sly
Midwestside, so you just might die
Check it out
I murder these hoes, Hercules flows
My shit carries on like Hepatitis
The weak bite us, mean nothing to me
Give me no fuckery foul like (what?)
Nongonococcal urethritis
I might just, make a nigga bite dust
When I bust plus, calamity feels great
Can it be ill?
Yes, sanity kills a real nigga but still
I’m wicked like Amityville
The best: the N9ne?
Correct
Burn, now it’s your turn
You must learn
Misery niggas are crazed like 24 gang niggas on Sherm
When it’s on I be heated like a hot comb
Tell these punk muthafuckas to leave me alone
When I’m in the zone, you get blown away
Get the clones away, Mitch Bade nigga cause it’s on today
Now it’s on, now it’s on
Now it’s on, now it’s on, now it’s on
Now let me smoke and choke, let these niggas know
That Lejo ain’t brought no jokes
Nigga better learn the ropes, we’re like costra nostra
And’ll fuck around and cut yo' throat
Decapitation facing devastation nations when they raging can’t stop this
Nigga you can catch a fist, and you can rest in piss
But the diss and you thought I missed
I’m indestructible and untouchable
Ain’t giving a fuck about what you know
I don’t love no ho, I don’t mug no mo'
But I’m still collecting my other dough
Now peep the rawness, my rhymes are flawless
Fools get tossed for trying to floss like bosses
People can call this the clique with no losses
Cause a nigga can flow from September to August
Deeper than seven seas, colder than no degrees
Niggas is easy to get down on your knees
When you fucking with rhymes like these, I always find that he’s
Biting my shit it’s me he’s trying to be
No more chances, understand this
I’m the man with the plan I stand from Kansas, and this
Weed enhances scandalous dances
What is in my hands will take your last glances
Fucking with a technicality
That’s what it gotta be, nigga sitting on the side of me
My mentality makes fatality reality
Split your anatomy: assault and battery
Niggas pray to God we stop;
we won’t though
Asking who’s on the top, they don’t know
But don’t no motherfucker in the motherfucking western motherfucking hemisphere
really want Joe
Associated with a deadly force
We got codes, deeper than Morse, sounds like
And needle points bullet shoot through a horse
So of course, I’m leaving niggas dead like a corpse
Don’t, test me, Beatrice
Another colloquialism I came up with the bitch, deep this twist
People do pitiful shit I do unforgettable hits and niggas submitted Amerikilla
did it and got
Aquitted, I flip in a minute I’mma get them relish lips
You can’t sell us dips
We getting high off K Bombay
Packing hella heat like Pompeii
Itch-made abay igga-nay anyway
I gets ill when I feel like, gettin biz
You know what that is?
I know what that is
When I be ripping everybody know what that is
Rewind, slemet, niet
If anybody wanna catch this
I just said, «Fuck demons"and it got bent backwards
And that’s bomb futuristic attack shit
Match this, takes hella practice
To rips scripts nigga gotta be thorough
I gotta make this shit make sense so I can say, «Made it Ma»
Top of the world
Give me life or give me death
Death becomes the evil like Asmodeus I got a melodious flow
It becomes
Podious changeable, untamable angel
Anghellic, bustin like a Magnum, Tom Selleck
Missouri terror, sick of losing money at Harrah’s
Mac assassin like Antonio Banderas
How many niggas you know I bust style
So ambidextrous and I mean I’m buck wild
When it’s on I be heated like a hot comb
Like I said in the first zone
Accident prone, but these niggas don’t wanna flex with Tech when the heat is on
Nigga, now it’s gone