Throw Ya Gunz
Onyx Lyrics


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Take 'em up, take 'em out, bring 'em out dead (dead)
Shine 'em up, shine 'em up, shine a bald head (head)
One gun, two gun, three gun, four
You're mine, it's all about crime
Onyx

It's time to get live, live, live like a wire
I set a whole choir on fire (uh)
Well done on the grill, Chyskillz kills
The no frills that try to diss me, they get crispy
(Ha, ha-ha-ha, and we do it like this)
And that, get back I attack tracks
'Cause they can burn in hell, shit, for all that I care (yeah)
Beware the bald heads, the dreads dead if they there (ooh)
Stick ups assassin, tracks a new reaction
(These fuckin' niggas shoulda made the All-Madden)
Onyx is wreckin' shit, slip slide step quick
Super on the tenant, the kids crash like a rented
The shit they write is black and white, well mine's got
Mad color, ain't that right my blunt brother?
Word up, raise it up
We do it with the crew that don't give a fuck

So throw your guns in the air
Throw your guns in the air
Buck-buck like you don't care

Uh oh, heads up, 'cause we droppin' some shit on you now
Chyskillz, Onyx, TEC-9 for a while
Keep your eyes open in a fight, I'm a swell 'em
The hardcore style, rowdy and wild hits I'ma sell 'em (sell 'em)
To all competition slide back, then listen
I'm kickin' all that shit to the doormat
Claimin' this domain cause mad pains
Blood stains, long range (Got gats)
Crazy clips, I sink ships, cut faces like a pirate
I've never caught a slug for the mad shit that I did
(Heard?) You got the word, so observe
I shatter and splatter bodies and bones, then bust nerves
(Open) I always leave my barrel smokin'

Throw your guns in the air
And buck, buck like you just don't care
Just throw your guns in the air
And buck, buck like you just don't care
Just throw your guns in the air
And buck, buck like you just don't care
Just throw your guns in the air
And buck, buck like you just don't care

I hate your fuckin' guts, and I hope that you die (uh)
Sticky Fingaz, the name and my life is a lie
Plus I'm havin' a bad day, so stay outta my way
(And what the pistol packin' people say, you better obey)
Just in the nick of time, I commit the perfect crime
Rip my heart out my chest, put it right into a rhyme (yeah)
I don't feel pain 'cause it's all in the mind
And what's mines is mines, and yours is mine
Don't fuckin' blink or I'mma rob yo' ass blind
Onyx is rippin' shit, I got the TEC-9
So what the bumbaclot, boy, buck-buck, buck-buck
It's a catastrophe, fuckin' with me G
I'm a bald head with a knife
I want your money or your life
So, so, so, so

Throw your guns in the air
And buck-buck like you just don't care
Just throw your guns in the air
And buck-buck like you just don't care
Just throw your guns in the air
And buck-buck like you just don't care
Just throw your guns in the air
And buck-buck like you just don't care

We the motherfuckin' Onyx
(And we don't give a flying motherfuckin' fuck)
Ayo, DS, man
We gon' come get you out of jail man, fuck that
(Ayo, Big DS, we comin,' man, we comin') We got the bail, we got the bail




We gon', we gon' break you out man, fuck that
(Yeah) We the fuck up out of this piece

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Onyx's song Throw Ya Gunz are intense and aggressive, echoing the group's hardcore rap style. The song contains powerful lines that incite violence and call for rebellion, exemplified in the chorus's instruction to "throw your guns in the air and buck-buck like you just don't care."


The verse highlights the group's strong opposition to their enemies, with Sticky Fingaz's bluntly stating that he hates their "f***ing guts" and wishing for them to die while claiming that his life is built around a lie. The verse also speaks to the group's criminal legacy, with lines about committing perfect crimes and not feeling pain "because it's all in the mind."


Overall, the lyrics of Throw Ya Gunz exude machismo, violence, and rebellion, which was emblematic of Onyx's musical style at the time.


Line by Line Meaning

Take 'em up, take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
We're gonna take down our enemies and leave them dead


Shine 'em up, shine 'em up, shine a bald head
We're gonna make our guns shine and show off our bald heads, representing our toughness


One gun, two gun, three gun, four
We have multiple guns for the job, showing how well-equipped we are for crime


You're mine, it's all about crime
We're all about committing crimes and succeeding in the criminal world


It's time to get live, live, live like a wire
It's time to get hyped up and energized like an electric wire


I set a whole choir on fire
I'm causing a commotion and creating chaos


Well done on the grill, Chyskillz kills
Chyskillz is doing a great job with the beat, and we're killing it with our performance


The no frills that try to diss me, they get crispy
Anyone who tries to disrespect us or talk down on us will get destroyed, and come out burnt like something that has been cooked for too long


And that, get back I attack tracks
I'm not afraid to attack and take down anyone who comes at me in terms of music


Beware the bald heads, the dreads dead if they there
People should be careful of us, the bald-headed group members, because anyone with dreadlocks will end up dead


Stick ups assassin, tracks a new reaction
We're notorious for robbing people and committing crimes, which results in a new type of reaction from anyone who knows what we're about


Onyx is wreckin' shit, slip slide step quick
We're causing destruction and chaos everywhere we go, but we're quick on our feet and difficult to catch


Super on the tenant, the kids crash like a rented
We're dominating and powerful, and anyone who goes up against us crashes and burns just like a rented car


The shit they write is black and white, well mine's got Mad color, ain't that right my blunt brother?
Other people's music is plain and uninteresting, but ours is colorful and pizzazz-filled, and we're proud of it


Word up, raise it up
Let's raise the energy and hype up this situation


We do it with the crew that don't give a fuck
We're doing this with our squad who don't care about the consequences or the opinions of others


Uh oh, heads up, 'cause we droppin' some shit on you now
Warning, we're about to cause some trouble and make things difficult for everyone around us


Chyskillz, Onyx, TEC-9 for a while
Chyskillz, Onyx, and our guns are going to be in charge for a while


Keep your eyes open in a fight, I'm a swell 'em
Be careful in a fight with us, because we're going to make things worse and more difficult


The hardcore style, rowdy and wild hits I'ma sell 'em
We're known for our hardcore style of music and we're going to sell it to the masses, regardless of how wild or rowdy it may be


To all competition slide back, then listen
To anyone who thinks they can compete with us, step back and listen to what we have to say before making a move


I'm kickin' all that shit to the doormat
We're getting rid of anyone and anything that poses a threat or challenge to us


Claimin' this domain cause mad pains
We're taking over this area and causing intense pain and destruction


Blood stains, long range (Got gats)
We're not afraid to use our guns and leave a trail of blood behind us


Crazy clips, I sink ships, cut faces like a pirate
We have bullets that can take down entire ships, and we're not afraid to cut people's faces like a pirate would


I've never caught a slug for the mad shit that I did (Heard?)
Nobody has ever been able to catch me for the crimes I've committed


You got the word, so observe
Listen up and pay attention, because we're about to show you something impressive


I shatter and splatter bodies and bones, then bust nerves
We're not afraid to cause serious harm to people and leave them broken and shattered


I always leave my barrel smokin'
I'm always ready for another round of shooting, with my gun barrel still hot and smoking


I hate your fuckin' guts, and I hope that you die
I have a deep hatred for you, and I hope you die


Sticky Fingaz, the name and my life is a lie
Sticky Fingaz is my name, but my life is not what it seems


Plus I'm havin' a bad day, so stay outta my way
I'm in a bad mood, so don't even try to mess with me


(And what the pistol packin' people say, you better obey)
Be careful around people who carry guns, because they're not to be messed with


Just in the nick of time, I commit the perfect crime
At the perfect moment, I commit the perfect crime without being caught


Rip my heart out my chest, put it right into a rhyme
I put my emotions and feelings into my music, with lyrics that come straight from the heart


I don't feel pain 'cause it's all in the mind
I'm mentally tough and don't let pain affect me


And what's mines is mines, and yours is mine
I take what I want and don't care about anyone else's possessions


Don't fuckin' blink or I'mma rob yo' ass blind
Don't let your guard down or I'll take advantage and steal from you


So what the bumbaclot, boy, buck-buck, buck-buck
I don't care what anyone says, and I'm going to shoot my gun regardless


It's a catastrophe, fuckin' with me G
It's going to end in disaster if you mess with me


I'm a bald head with a knife
I'm a tough and intimidating person, with a knife as my weapon of choice


I want your money or your life
I don't care how I get it, but I want your money or I'll take your life


We the motherfuckin' Onyx
We're Onyx, and we're not to be messed with


(And we don't give a flying motherfuckin' fuck)
We don't care about anything or anyone else, and we're going to do what we want


Ayo, DS, man
Ayo, DS, we're talking to you


We gon' come get you out of jail man, fuck that
We're going to break you out of jail, because it's not fair that you're there


(Ayo, Big DS, we comin,' man, we comin') We got the bail, we got the bail
Don't worry, we're coming to get you out of jail and we've already paid the bail


We gon', we gon' break you out man, fuck that
We're determined to break you out, no matter what it takes


(Yeah) We the fuck up out of this piece
Let's get out of here and move on to the next thing




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Kirk Jones, Chylow M Parker, Freddie Scruggs, Tyrone George Taylor

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Lyrics

[Intro: Onyx]
Take ’em up, take ’em out, bring ’em out dead
Shine ’em up, shine ’em up, shine a bald head
One gun, two gun, three gun, four
You’re mine, it’s all about crime
Onyx! Onyx!

[Verse 1: Fredro Starr]
It’s time to get live, live, live like a wire
I set a whole choir on fire (Uh!)
Well done on the grill, Chyskillz kills
The no frills that try to diss me, they get crispy
(Ha, ha-ha-ha, and we do it like this)
And that, get back I attack tracks
Cause they can burn in hell shit for all that I care (Yeah!)
Beware the bald heads, the dreads dead if they there (Ooh!)
Stick ups assassin,’ tracks a new reaction
(These fucking niggas shoulda made the All-Madden)
Onyx is wrecking shit, slip slide step quick
Super on the tenant, the kids crash like a rented
The shit they write is black and white, well mine’s got
Mad color, ain’t that right my blunt brother?
(Word up! Raze it up!
We do it with the crew that don’t give a fuck!)

[Bridge: Onyx]
So throw ya gunz in the air
Throw ya gunz in the air
Buck buck like ya don’t care

[Verse 2: Suavé]
Uh oh, heads up! 'Cause we dropping some shit on ya now
Chyskillz, Onyx, Tec-9 for a while
Keep ya eyes open in a fight, I’m a swell ’em
The hardcore style, rowdy and wild hits I’m a sell ’em (Sell ’em!)
To all competition slide back then listen
I’m kicking all that shit to the doormat
Claiming this domain, cause mad pains
Bloodstains, long-range (Got gats!)
Crazy clips, I sink ships, cut faces like a pirate
I’ve never caught a slug for the mad shit that I did
(Heard?) You got the word so observe
I shatter and splatter bodies and bones and bust nerves
(Open!) I always leave my barrel smoking

[Chorus: Onyx]
Throw ya gunz in the air
And buck buck like ya just don’t care
Just throw ya gunz in the air
And buck buck like ya just don’t care
Just throw ya gunz in the air
And buck buck like ya just don’t care
Just throw ya gunz in the air
And buck buck like ya just don’t care

[Verse 3: Sticky Fingaz]
I hate your fucking guts, and I hope that you die (Uh!)
Sticky Fingaz’ name and my life is a lie
Plus I’m having a bad day so stay outta my way
(And what the pistol packing people say ya better obey)
Just in the nick of time, I commit the perfect crime
Rip my heart out my chest, put it right into a rhyme (Yeah!)
I don’t feel pain 'cause it's all in the mind
And what’s mines is mines, and yours is mine
Don’t fucking blink or I’m a rob yo’ ass blind
Onyx, is ripping shit, I got the Tec-9
So what the bomboclaat, boy, buck-buck, buck-buck
It’s a catastrophe, fucking with me G
I’m a bald head with a knife
I want your money or your life
So, so, so, so

[Chorus: Onyx]
Throw ya gunz in the air
And buck-buck like ya just don’t care
Just throw ya gunz in the air
And buck-buck like ya just don’t care
Just throw ya gunz in the air
And buck-buck like ya just don’t care
Just throw ya gunz in the air
And buck-buck like ya just don’t care

[Outro: Sticky Fingaz, (Suavé), Fredro Starr]
We the motherfucking Onyx!
(And we don't give a flying motherfucking fuck)
Ayo, DS, man, we gonna
Come get you out of jail man, fuck that
(Ayo, Big DS, we coming man, we coming)
We got the bail! We got the bail!
We gonna break you out man, fuck that
(Yeah!) We the fuck up out of this piece



HOW TO RAP book

Onyx kicked science on the art form of being an MC in the books HOW TO RAP and HOW TO RAP 2...
Here is a quote they give in it:
''I look back in my rap books right now and I’ll look at the old
“Throw Ya Gunz” rhymes and “Slam” rhymes and my books
are totally different from the records that come out. You
could write a record and then change it, like you’ll record it
and then you’ll change certain things about the record. I like
to go in the studio and hear it, and if I don’t like it, I change
it up."



All comments from YouTube:

Buss Laden

A lovely song from a group of friendly young chaps.

Tacojerms

family-friendly!

Antoha0102

+BL Beats Soon to be on Hits for Kids Vol. 36.

visionprods1

+BL Beats you transpire Britishness through that comment...lol

Environ Pest Control

Simply wonderful old bean , reminiscent of bach

General Zod

+BL Beats Yes a cup of tea I drink while listening to this.

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Alexandriaa clark

Onyx absolutely nailed it on this track, no doubt about it! That banger right here got me hyped like crazy, bangaa! I ain't even trippin' if Onyx used AUTHENTIC VIEWS to get that mad exposure and get the ball rollin'. Truth is, plenty of other artists be doin' the same thing, Keep slayin' those beats!

Clive Gameinn Mg

43 years old this year and i still bump these old skool classics. 90's always

Adrian Things

good old dayz

1st one

93 was a DAMN good year

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