[Intro]

Y'all know what this is

Onslaught

[Verse 1: Joey Cool]

Yeah

So with my hands

I hold this ball of fire

Go say you ain't feelin' my shit

Nigga you's a goddamn liar

I go I go I go

No brakes I burn them tires

Levitate but I need go higher

Watch me as I walk this wire

My music all in these streets

I ain't gotta say shit niggas can't compete

I don't really wanna brag but I'm feelin' like I got it in the bag and I can't be beat

Head down all the way down to my feet

Low pay nigga talk is cheap

And I swear if they consumed by dreams

Then a gunner can't sleep

Goddamn it I'm beastin'

Walk soft when the giant is sleepin'

Make a [?] we eatin'

Give it up two time for the deacon

And the preacher

With a Cadillac

In a big house

With a blessing

Everybody sittin' in the first three rows

They pay the most when it's time for collection

Now jump to a different section

I pray for the most protection

I hum to a different tune

I went the wrong direction

But look where the fuck it got me

When I come to you music nazis

Fuck putting this eloquently

Not an(y) you niggas gon' stop me

Look dumb little nigga you sloppy

I put you on ice like hockey

This not for the radio jockey

I made this shit for my posse

I ride 'round and I'm gettin' it

I'm finally founded my vision

I'm a motherfucking runaway freight train

Nigga prepare yourself for a collission

[Hook: Yung Prez & Joey Cool]

Basically we out here

Basically we makin' moves

Basically we ground ho

Basically we payin' dues

Basically you niggas do it basic you don't want it boy

Don't wind up in this [?] gonna get your ass got

Basically I'm saying no

Y'all can't fuck with our [?]

We got a bunch of squares nigga this a fuckin' powershow

Basically we out here (Onslaught)

Basically we makin' moves (Onslaught)

Basically we ground ho (Onslaught)

Basically we payin' dues

[Verse 2: Joey Cool]

Thinkin' bout that Lamborghini

As I'm blowin' on this nicki

After [?]

I might count the consolations

I assume you never see me on your TV

But I been by the time I get done nigga want my CD

I'm like Michaelangelo or Da Vinci with painting pictures

Rapping is like religion

I be studying scripture

Now picture a portrait painted

Sippin' without the mixer

It's liquor and I'm on a mission

Couldn't stop me with a petition

Now listen

In this kitchen

I'm cooking pay little attention

Did I mention that I do the convention-able shit (nah man)

I'm all about shittin'

All about rippin'

Kinda like a nigga come trippin'

Dumb little nigga got hit with a waste that

Now he lays flat cops gotta case that

Real shit nigga motherfucker don't play that

(Stay back, stay back, stay back)

Scope on lock

Snipe on a rifle four more shots

Bullets bounce off like Robocop

Walkin' through a line of fire homie tell me don't stop

That's an onslaught

That mean everybody in the tempo

That mean everybody on the team got a dream

And was scheming to get to this cash hold

Look at these assholes

[Hook: Yung Prez & Joey Cool]

Basically we out here

Basically we makin' moves

Basically we ground ho

Basically we payin' dues

Basically you niggas do it basic you don't want it boy

Don't wind up in this [?] gonna get your ass got

Basically I'm saying no

Y'all can't fuck with our [?]

We got a bunch of squares nigga this a fuckin' powershow

Basically we out here (Onslaught)

Basically we makin' moves (Onslaught)

Basically we ground ho (Onslaught)

Basically we payin' dues

[Verse 3: JL of B. Hood]

Yo

I go my ninja

Go mine cut a mind my ninja

So high sci-fi when I enter

Eyes on the prize dementia

The highest to the throne

Die 'fore I surrender

Remember I slice 'em into bite size contingents

Nice with the mic I tend to cut 'em up like tender things in commender

My world pardon that my girls spin it

My shit now that side-chick get with it

Get a starter kit but that swag don't come with it

Ridiculous bitch just mixed this

Get it rid of it, quickly big in a minute

We inventive try'na feed the village

Basically ain't no one up in the way of that safe

Ain't slowin' down 'til I get enough of that cake

Had enough of that waitin'

Vacation to something Jamaican

[?] amazing

Bumpin' that Onslaught

Slum thoughts glazin'

Higher than a motherfucker with a fond Asian

Fly no occassion

No levigation

Hoes get sold for the low liquidation

No limitation to the flows I can pause on a tape

Then I hit the stage, start raging

Everybody is a rapper now

The new rationale

The new fashion now

Is that nobody give a fuck what you rap about

Just put shit on a disc and go pass it out

Jo Coolie we 'bout to start a massacre

No mask and gloves [?]

The epitome of assassin is fast enough

They get a faster buzz

They gonna have to love us

Because

[Hook: Yung Prez & Joey Cool]

Basically we out here

Basically we makin' moves

Basically we ground ho

Basically we payin' dues

Basically you niggas do it basic you don't want it boy

Don't wind up in this [?] gonna get your ass got

Basically I'm saying no

Y'all can't fuck with our [?]

We got a bunch of squares nigga this a fuckin' powershow

Basically we out here (Onslaught)

Basically we makin' moves (Onslaught)

Basically we ground ho (Onslaught)

Basically we payin' dues