[Intro: Onyx]
Take ’em up, take ’em out, bring ’em out dead
Shine ’em up, shine ’em up, shine a bald head
One gun, two gun, three gun, four
You’re mine, it’s all about crime
Onyx! Onyx!

[Verse 1: Fredro Starr]
It’s time to get live, live, live like a wire
I set a whole stage on fire (Uh!)
Well done on the grill, Chyskillz kills
The no frills that try to diss me, they get crispy
(Ha, ha-ha-ha, and we do it like this)
And that, get back I attack tracks
'Cause they can burn man for all that I care (Yeah!)
Bewarе the bald heads, the drеads dead if they there (Ooh!)
Stick ups assassin,’ tracks a new reaction
(These the crazy kids shoulda made the All-Madden)
Onyx is wreckin’ it, slip slide step quick
Super on the tenant, the kids crash like a rented
The things they write is black and white, well mine’s got
Mad color, ain’t that right my blunt brother?
(Word up! Raze it up!
We do it with the crew that go buck-buck-buck)

[Bridge: Onyx]
So throw ya gunz in the air
Throw ya gunz in the air
Buck buck like ya don’t care
[Verse 2: Suavé]
Uh oh, heads up! 'Cause we droppin’ our hit on you now
Chyskillz, Onyx, wreckin for a while
Keep ya eyes open in a fight, I’m a swell ’em
The hardcore style, rowdy and wild hits I’ma sell ’em (Sell ’em!)
To all competition slide back then listen
I’m kickin’ all that, back to the doormat
Claimin’ this domain, causing mad pains
Bloodstains, long-range (Got gats!)
Crazy clips, I sink ships, cut faces like a pirate
I’ve never caught a slug for the mad things that I did
(Heard?) You got the word so observe
I shatter and splatter bodies and bones and bust nerves
(Open!) they be pukin' but then they get broken

[Chorus: Onyx]
Throw ya gunz in the air
And buck buck like ya just don’t care
Just throw ya gunz in the air
And buck buck like ya just don’t care
Just throw ya gunz in the air
And buck buck like ya just don’t care
Just throw ya gunz in the air
And buck buck like ya just don’t care

[Verse 3: Sticky Fingaz]
I hate your guts, and I hope that you die (Uh!)
Sticky Fingaz’ name and my life is a lie
Plus I’m havin’ a bad day so stay outta my way
(And what the pistol packin’ people say ya better obey)
Just in the nick of time, I commit the perfect crime
Rip my heart out my chest, put it right into a rhyme (Yeah!)
I don’t feel pain 'cause it's all in the mind
And what’s mines is mines, and yours is mine
Don’t even blink or I’mma rob you blind
Onyx, is rippin’ it, I got the Tec-9
So what the bomboclaat, boy, buck-buck, buck-buck
It’s a catastrophe, tanglin with Sick E
I’m a bald head with a knife
I want your money or your life
So, so, so, so
[Chorus: Onyx]
Throw ya gunz in the air
And buck-buck like ya just don’t care
Just throw ya gunz in the air
And buck-buck like ya just don’t care
Just throw ya gunz in the air
And buck-buck like ya just don’t care
Just throw ya gunz in the air
And buck-buck like ya just don’t care

[Outro: Sticky Fingaz, (Suavé), Fredro Starr]
Ayo we the Onyx and this is Big DS from the ghetto
We want all y'all to throw ya guns in the air
One, two, and then we outta here
But we be back, we be back, be back