Onyx
Onyx Lyrics


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(feat. Genovese)

[Fredro Starr]
Turn it up
Turn it up
Turn it up
All real niggaz turn it up
Turn it up
Turn it up
Turn it up
All real bitches turn it up
Turn it up
Turn it up
All real niggaz turn it up
Turn it up
Turn it up

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo [gun shots]
Thug recognise thug
We all blood when we feel shots from a slug
You think the kid boutta ice thata cool off
Fuck ice you cant floss in the fucking warm
Summer nights son its time to put the Benz up
And copp the Hummer with the bullet proof rims what
To burn purple haze livin in the last dayz
They fly planes kinda low where my PJ's
Where the money at? Bombs droppin from the sky
I'm tryin live it up and fuck as much before I die
To the death till my last breath, guns high
Thats when you ride for your projects
What you rep [gun shots]
Fuck that, O.N.Y.X.

Got niggas whylin throwin guns in the projects
Got niggas in jail sharpening up they objects
Got niggas in clubs startin fuckin riots (REMIX)
Yo, Yo O.N.Y.X.
Got niggas whylin throwin guns in the projects
Got niggas in jail sharpening up they objects
Got niggas in clubs startin fuckin riots (REMIX)

[Sticky Fingaz]
Is you ready for the D-Day
A thousand motha fuckas runnin on the freeway
Feel the heat nigga, shit abouta back lash
In the streets smokin dro through a gas mask
I had to trade in my roli and my cross piece
For automatics, ammo I (*gun shots*) need more heat
Terrorists, bomb threats in the night club
Drivin over mine fields on crome dubs
And through all the lootin and the stampedes
I be drinkin champagne through a cantine
So fuck it, till they nuke us get your ones up (*gun shot*)
Thats right thats the anthem get your guns up
Uhhhh huh
Its the O.N.Y.X.
We got you whylin throwin guns in the projects
Got niggas in jail sharpening up they objects
Got niggas in clubs startin fuckin riots (R-E-M-I-X)
Its the O.N.Y.X.
We got you whylin throwin guns in the projects
Got niggas in jail sharpening up they objects
Got niggas in clubs startin fuckin riots (R-E-M-I-X)

[Genovese]
Yeah, yo
Hot ones echo through the battlefield
Hollow points flyin by piercin through ya shield
Ya here the wall cry
Fuck it throw ya guns high
Now what you prayin for bitch we gonna all die
And while you gather up your armed troops
We pushin tanks throwin dank out the sunroof
Theres no hope killas chanted out they war charols
Cut throats snortin coke through a gun barrel
Ain't no point tryna save no civilians
Got kids runnin up pullin out grenade pins
Blowing buildings up
Duck when ya hear the shots
Flame throwers 1M-1's melt your whole block
Pressure building up
Know when to run high suicide bombers flying in the high rise
Raise shots above us
Fuck till we get paid
Or in the ? we pray these the last dayz
Thats right its the O.N.Y.X.
Got niggas whylin throwin guns in the projects
Got niggas in jail sharpening up they objects
Got niggas in clubs startin fuckin riots thats right (R-E-M-I-X)
Thats right its the O.N.Y.X.
Got niggas whylin throwin guns in the projects




Got niggas in jail sharpening up they objects
Got niggas in clubs startin fuckin riots thats right (R-E-M-I-X)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Onyx's song "Onyx" explore themes of violence, chaos, and rebellion. The song opens with a call to turn up the volume, a directive for "all real niggaz" and "bitches." The lyrics then delve into a portrayal of thug life, with the image of the "kid boutta ice" ending up with a bullet in them. The singer rejects the idea of materialism by asserting that "fuck ice you can't floss in the fucking warm." There is a sense of celebration in the lyrics as the singer declares that it's time to put the Benz up and cop a Hummer with bulletproof rims. However, this party vibe is quickly juxtaposed with darker images of bombs dropping from the sky and the inevitability of death. The song's chorus is a call to action, urging listeners to ride for their projects and rep O.N.Y.X.


The second verse, performed by Sticky Fingaz, takes a more militant tone. He paints a picture of a coming "D-Day" when a thousand people will run on the freeway, and terror threats are rampant. He laments that he had to trade in his "roli" and "cross piece," presumably for weapons, and acknowledges the lootings and stampedes happening all around. The verse concludes with a call to arms, urging listeners to "get your guns up" until they get nuked.


The final verse, performed by Genovese, paints a bleak picture of a battlefield. Hot ones (bullets) and hollow points are flying, and the singer urges listeners to throw their guns up and get ready to die. He describes the chaos around him, with kids pulling out grenade pins and buildings exploding. The verse ends with the repetition of the chorus, once again urging listeners to ride for their projects and rep O.N.Y.X.


Overall, the lyrics of "Onyx" are a brash portrayal of violent rebellion, with a mix of celebratory and dire tones. The chorus of the song unifies the singers and listeners together under the banner of O.N.Y.X, urging them to be proud of their projects and fight back against an oppressive system.


Line by Line Meaning

Turn it up
Get ready for a wild ride


All real niggaz turn it up
This song is meant for the true thugs


All real bitches turn it up
This song is meant for badass ladies too


Thug recognise thug
We know our own kind when we see them


We all blood when we feel shots from a slug
We band together when our lives are at risk


You think the kid boutta ice thata cool off
Don't expect us to calm down any time soon


Fuck ice you cant floss in the fucking warm
Materialistic possessions mean nothing when things get heated


Summer nights son its time to put the Benz up
It's time to trade in luxury for a more rugged ride


And copp the Hummer with the bullet proof rims what
We need a ride that can handle the rough terrain of our lives


To burn purple haze livin in the last dayz
We live life to the fullest and don't take anything for granted


They fly planes kinda low where my PJ's
Even our relaxation time is disrupted by the chaos of the world around us


Where the money at? Bombs droppin from the sky
Money doesn't matter when survival is at stake


I'm tryin live it up and fuck as much before I die
We embrace the present moment and live as if there's no tomorrow


To the death till my last breath, guns high
We will fight to the end with all we've got


Thats when you ride for your projects
We stand up for our homes and communities


Fuck that, O.N.Y.X.
We don't care about anything else but ourselves and our own


Got niggas whylin throwin guns in the projects
Our neighborhoods are full of danger and tension


Got niggas in jail sharpening up they objects
Even behind bars, we will find a way to arm ourselves


Got niggas in clubs startin fuckin riots (REMIX)
We bring the chaos wherever we go


Is you ready for the D-Day
Are you prepared for the battle of your life?


A thousand motha fuckas runnin on the freeway
Chaos is everywhere we turn


Feel the heat nigga, shit abouta back lash
The tension is about to reach boiling point


In the streets smokin dro through a gas mask
We need to protect ourselves even in the most mundane activities


I had to trade in my roli and my cross piece
We're giving up our luxury and status for more practical tools


For automatics, ammo I (*gun shots*) need more heat
We need to upgrade our weapons to better protect ourselves


Terrorists, bomb threats in the night club
Even our recreational activities are plagued by danger


Drivin over mine fields on crome dubs
We need to be ready for anything, even while driving down the street


And through all the lootin and the stampedes
Even amidst chaos, we are still focused on our mission


I be drinkin champagne through a cantine
We find small pleasures in the midst of war


So fuck it, till they nuke us get your ones up (*gun shot*)
We will fight until the bitter end


Thats right thats the anthem get your guns up
This is our battlecry, our theme song


Hot ones echo through the battlefield
The sound of gunfire is everywhere


Hollow points flyin by piercin through ya shield
Even our armor can't protect us from the deadliest weapons


Ya here the wall cry
Our environment is screaming for help


Fuck it throw ya guns high
All we can do at this point is fight back with all our might


Now what you prayin for bitch we gonna all die
No one is safe in this world full of turmoil


And while you gather up your armed troops
Assemble your crew, because we're in for a battle


We pushin tanks throwin dank out the sunroof
Our weapons have evolved to more complex machinery


Theres no hope killas chanted out they war charols
There's no optimism left, only the grim dance of war


Cut throats snortin coke through a gun barrel
We find solace in vices even while fearing for our lives


Ain't no point tryna save no civilians
We know there's no hope left for the innocent


Got kids runnin up pullin out grenade pins
Even the children are part of the war effort


Blowing buildings up
We will destroy everything in our path


Duck when ya hear the shots
It's every man for himself


Flame throwers 1M-1's melt your whole block
Our weapons are strong enough to take down entire buildings and communities


Pressure building up
The anxiety is only mounting


Know when to run high suicide bombers flying in the high rise
Even the skies aren't safe anymore, with bombers ready to attack at a moment's notice


Raise shots above us
We keep fighting, even with the odds stacked against us


Fuck till we get paid
We will take what we want by force


Or in the ? we pray these the last dayz
We're prepared for the end, whenever it may come




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@a2thek47

Onyx is the best!!! Gangsta and lyrics!

@lejairoman

The Notic 2.

@galaxyglory1215

Hip hop foreva!

@sobaentertainment6580

😂 I love the anger! Wow! I miss this type of rap

@yangasidziya3245

Bro, it's overly aggressive 🤣

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Hype af.

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onyx is pride,pride is onyx

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Guauuuuu 2023

@kladsman

Haaaardest!

@chrispolo3272

The Notic 2. "Bird" from The Wire for those who didn't know.

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