Besedila: Onyx. Here 'n' Now.

Knock 'em out y'all, knock 'em out y'all
Knock 'em out and tell them what we all about y'all
Knock 'em out y'all, knock 'em out y'all

Knock 'em out and tell them what we all about y'all
Knock 'em out y'all, knock 'em out y'all
Knock 'em out and tell them what we all about

Here and now I got what you want, so come and get a sip
So I can re-script the lyrics, makin' MC's feel it
The devious, devastating theorist
And I can mess you up, somethin' ludicrous
Ain't nuttin' you can do to this

Stop the huffin' and puffin', stompin' niggaz out
I'm makin' 'em stiff and fillin' 'em with [Incomprehensible] stuffin'
Bloody, bloody, bloody, blood clot, [Incomprehensible] on your knot
Left kids in the stack with the big hot, sixteen shot

Duke listen, kids is [Incomprehensible], in action
If that's not [Incomprehensible] picture
Eliminate suckers with subtraction
'Cause I get the chills on a midsummer night
Yeah, I can fight, or in the winter I make your ass hot like a light

Bub-rub-a-dub, three bodies in a tub
Okay, go get the men with the white gloves
You can call it business but I'm personal
Onyx's verse to whoever want to feel with terror
And to all y'all crews, whatever
'Cause the place is here, and the time is now

The place is where?
Here
The time is when?
Now
The place is where?
Here
The time is when?
Now

The place is where?
Here
The time is when?
Now
The place is where?
Here

At night time I kill 'em, bloody on my canine
Search and find you just, mob through blast fast
Ruffin' 'em up, toughen 'em up, as ass
It isn't what was the damn murder

That [Incomprehensible] done gone sick
I tried the drastic tactic, of, Bacdafucup
The ass kick, blast with, my shook nine rhymes
Crimes is crazy, easy baby
Mess around, get drowned and have that ass in Paisley

Props is props, unorthodox, so watch
Where we live, we get beat up, by the cops
But that can't stop, the kids are so hip-hop
Roof to roof top, dropped, the eight count

Dead, dead on arrival, forget the fame
The game is survival, you know my name
I throw blows in the world of the rap war
Tap jaws of crews, bruise 'em on tour

And the place is where?
Here
The time is when?
Now
The place is where?
Here
The time is when?
Now

The place is where?
Here
The time is when?
Now
The place is where?
Here
The time is when?
Now

I've come to suck the blood upon a microphone
Gaze deep into my eyes, I'll make you turn to stone
It be, "Night of the Walking Dead", if you don't leave me the hell alone
'Cause rap ain't no game but I'm playin' for keeps

I live in The Rotten Apple, the city that never sleeps
Stop, you try to steal my style and got spotted
Niggaz can't get it, 'cause niggaz ain't got it
I've been a bald head since the age of ten

Plus I'm a ruthless crook and I was born in Crooklyn
So a stick up, is a piece of cake for
The kid with the Sticky Fingaz everything I touch I take
So don't make me angry, you won't like me when I'm angry
All that frustration starts to change me

Then I scream, so my voice gets hoarse
It's time to face the music and the Red Cross
You can fool some of the people some of the time
The beat is the heart and the words get the mind
I'm livin' proof there's no hope of mankind

The place is where?
Here
And now is the time
The place is where?
Here
The time is when?
Now
The place is where?
Here

The time is when?
Now
The place is where?
Here
The time is when?
Now
The place is where?
Here
The time is when?
Now

And now I wanna battle
Word up
And this ain't melody, melody
So don't sing it, bring it
Let's throw down

Ai yo, we need a little motherfuckin' bit of crowd participation
Bust dat motherfuckin' ass
Know what I'm sayin'?
When I say, "Bust dat ass", you say, "Bust dat ass"
Here we go