Slavná newyorská hardcorová skupina (s rapovými prvky) založená v r. 1988, nezřídka se vyslovující k sociálním a ekologickým otázkám. Velký ohlas mají alba Urban Discipline a A State Of The World Address. Na konci r. 1995, během natáčení alba...

Píseň: Judgement Night

Interpret:
BIOHAZARD
Album:
Tales From The B-Side
The illinest Killin em with adrenalin, 
Blast past the minimum 
Look to the winter's ugliness, ruggedness 
Under the rug, front to this
Money strikes confidence 
Chopped in the days and the blazin' smell 
Then the realm of a seance, 


I blackloose, guns! 
Comin' to the project, walls with AKs 
We're talkin days, word, that you sun 
You really want some next shit, 
Some blood on the exit? ONYX!!! 
Watch me wreck shit as they exit 
But yo I keep 'em hollerin, 
Screamin out for mercy minds of a lowest of enemies, 
Ghetto mentality So blast it 
As I hit your head you're dead not disbelievin' 
Got the toxic rock, 
To bring a nigga Biohazard! 


Yo!!! Gimme that shit, you fuckin' baldheaded bastard! 
What the evil nastee access? 
Mad shit to burn the acids! 
So ashes to ashes raps with the ghetto gats! 
And I'm, doin niggaz ruin 'em 
Showin' 'em my razzamatazz 
Mainly a devil rebel, foul 
Niggaz know we fuckin' wild! I'm wild! 
I'm wild, he's wild 
So we's wild! 
Capture the rapture! 
Come blackness after! 


I swear to fuckin' God I raise hell 
And make the white man call me MASTER 
I'm six-six-six, 
And need to repent to the pastor 
SO FUCK THE RADIO 
And close your ears but read my lips 
I rips and if you eat my words 
I'll leave your strung like umm 
It was on the tip of my tongue! 
But now it's stuck in between my throat 
I can't breath so I lick it Onyx ain't the top pick, 
You must be suckin a black dick 
And if it takes the death of me, 
To make history 
The whole world will remember my misery 
I know what I'm tryin to say my words 
Get in the way they render me speechless, 


Ohh Black Jesus I'm cryin inside 
Couldn't give a FUCK if I live or die cause 
I'm just a slave who's brave 
But fuck pickin' cotton, 
I'd rather see my grave, so I meditated
Before I was created 
And if you prefer sorrow, 
Made me reincarnated 
Now I'm back rulin MC's but pussy niggaz increase 
Well then it's just another nigga that, 
Gotta get greased 
So if you wanna talk shit, in order to avoid a fight 
Say what the fuck you wanna say, 
Just spell my name right YEAH
... mother-FUCKER! 

Profilový obrázek - Tales From The B-Side
Tales From The B-Side (2001)

1. Three Point Back

2. Falling

3. Sumptin' To Prove (Demo Version)

4. Slam (Remix)

5. Beaten

6. How It Is (Remix)

7. Sadman

8. Enslaved

9. Judgement Night

10. Inhale

11. Piece Of Mind

12. Shades Of Grey (Demo Version)

13. Punishment (Demo Version)