Betta Off Dead lyrics

by

Sticky Fingaz


[Intro]
Onyx
They tried to poison the fetus
We gonna check it out like this
All hail the high exalted
(f*ck dat we're Betta Off Dead)
Yo, my motherf*cking name is Fredro Starr
You know what I'm saying?
I'm up here with my man Sonee the money the motherf*cking Greez Seeza
And my motherf*cking n*gga Sticky the f*cking Fingaz
You know what I'm saying? Yo Son
Step to your motherf*cking business, n*gga, word up
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(f*ck that we're Betta Off Dead)

[Verse 1: Sonee Seeza]
I’m not the type to be flabbergasted, but all my doubt is mastered
It ain’t a madder bast*rd, rumor has it, n*ggas get plastered
Soon as I bring what I got in store for this war
Who want it? We got what you're looking for
f*ck you gonna do now, money? 'Cause it’s the
Sonee Seeza, Mr. Chocolate bust 'em like a blister (Come on)
I get downright depriving on n*ggas, p-rop-z’s
Give me all of these, y'all n*ggas is puss!
What’s the matter, I thrust, bum rush and batterize
And assault and catapult like a bolt
I shock (sh*t!)
The faker hurter, word to murder
Ripping the madder sh*t to make you BACDAFUCUP further
[Verse 2: Fredro Starr]
Hold up the press, here comes the mess
Worship the best or die like the rest
You have the right to remain violent
Anything you say can and will be used against you to kill
I’m a tyrant, striking like a viking
A knight in shining armor, death before dishonor
The ruff rhymer, suicidal like Nirvana
The end of your world is just beginning, there's no winning in my inning
'Cause dead things cannot effect the living
So I drift into the winds of the ghetto bad weather
I’m lost in the desert but the storm blows me on
Never talk to a stranger, everybody’s in grave danger
Me and my peoples just shout out anger

[Bridge]
f*ck that, you're Betta Off Dead

[Verse 3: Sticky Fingaz]
I’m considered less than a god, but more than a man
I can knock down a mule like Conan the Barbarian
With my mental powers and my (sixth sense)
That can raise a dead crowd into a live audience
(So get the f*ck out the way) Or what? Get your ass cut
'Cause if you goin' to jail, they’ll probably make a pus*y out your butt
[Verse 4: Sonee Seeza]
No doubt! Here’s the clique which is known as a black stone (Hard!)
f*ck around and we’ll shatter your track bone (Scarred!)
You get for life, I’m concise, n*ggas get done up precise
Cut up fine and f*cked up real nice
Be ready to meet your maker and die like the Lakers
Faking jackers smack ‘em backwards
With the front of the black gat tactics
Straight from the desert (Queens) where n*ggas is desperate
So I'm taking mines from the entrance to the exit

[Chorus]
Get a life?
f*ck that, we Betta Off Dead
Get a life?
f*ck that, we Betta Off Dead

[Verse 5: Fredro Starr]
Cover me, I’m going in (Move ‘em in)
Take 'em out in the time when n*ggas seem to always fight a lost battle
It's too late to pray, I'm selling one way tickets to Hell
"Now, run, tell!" is what you punk n*ggas yell
Like, "Ahhhhh", that’s the sound of your b*tch ass hurting
Blindside attack your back with Steel Curtain
Sticky come out, come out wherever you are!
[Verse 6: Sticky Fingaz]
So now add all that up to the fact
That I’m a n*gga that could just beat your motherf*cking ass
To hurt your feelings 'cause your sh*t is trash
But you need people like me, 'cause they not worthy
Construct my coalition, it’s a demolition derby
To all the spit you talk'll make the mic smell like saliva
Yuck! You need to retire, resign
I’m ahead of my time, in my prime, one of a kind and out of my mind
And ain't nothing in this world free so me, I’ma kick it paid style
I ain't got no smile, I was abused as a child
My moms gave birth to a crazy ass wild one
Bust out her pus*y with a motherf*cking (gun!)
And started talking slang, even joined a gang
In suicide slums I sold jums to the bums
I was the hand to hand man pulling in crumbs
Then I started dealing, robbing and stealing
Got knocked for a killing now I’m known as a villain
So if you want problems I’m ready and willing
And I’ll get up in your mouth like a f*cking filling

[Outro]
f*ck dat, we Betta Off Dead!
Please somebody kill me before I put two in my own head!
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