Ahhh Year - Onyx, Mad Lion

Ahh yeah this is our year forget last year last year outta here

Ahh yeah this is our year forget last year last year outta here

Ahh yeah this is our year forget last year last year outta here

Ahh yeah this is our year forget last year last year outta here

Your son try 2 sound like me you can’t do that

Onyx coming thru the door you better move back

I’m coming from the gutter feel my pain

Every time I rhyme you could see my veins

Give you the bats like hank shock

Bank pop to your head bank shot

Ricochet

Bink bink ricocht

Like stick a say

Fuck what a nigga say

Yeah they got the streets tape off

Hitting 6 times take a trip up north

I rather take your life I ain’t trying take a loss

If I got get it gotta take it by force

Ahh yeah this is our year forget last year last year outta here

Ahh yeah this is our year forget last year last year outta here

Ahh yeah this is our year forget last year last year outta here

Ahh yeah this is our year forget last year last year outta here

Buy more guns that’s my New Years resolution

ONYX OG Sticky Dro in distribution

If I know me I’ll probably head the revolution

I’m G O D of the underground movement

Walk with my gun out talk smart dumb out

ONYX on the bill niguh the whole hood come out

Niguh squeeze one out everybody run out

I guess you staying indoors till the sun out

(AH YEAR)

Cause I came from the metropolis

New York is up north we always on the top of shit

New album Sticky Fingaz I ain’t dropping it

New album Sticky Fingaz I ain’t dropping it

Ahh yeah this is our year forget last year last year outta here

Ahh yeah this is our year forget last year last year outta here

Ahh yeah this is our year forget last year last year outta here

Ahh yeah this is our year forget last year last year outta here

I’m the original… pull up with that semi cocked

One squeeze a make a niguh Harlem shake or millie rock

These niguhz bars is like a lil broad when her titties drop

For every gun you brag about pussy I got 20 Glocks

Every year the year of the Lion it’s time to face off

Tear your face off while I beat your fucking breaks off

Blow a hundred bands that’s nothing for me to shake off

I’m in my jet puffing mad loud tho before I take off

Who you think put the work in the street

Butch bitches need to thank me too before they eat

I keep the whole city wavy

Product is elite

Form Harlem to Crenshaw boy

You’re fuckin with a beast

Thinking shit is sweet

I’ll get you wrapped up mummified

Throw you off the mountainside bitch

I got a hundred ties

Niguh that you fear is at my round table unified

I just bought a coffin what’s missing you inside

You don’t want no static with the rude boy

Loading up the clip with the new toys

(ONYX) Mad Lion in the spot all you hear is gunshots

All you hear is gunshots

You don’t want no static with the rude boy

Loading up the clip with the new toys

(ONYX) Mad Lion in the spot all you hear is gunshots

All you hear is gunshots