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[whispers of
[Fatal]- muthafuccaz don't wanna die
all that bull shit frontin' and all that talk
a nigga will pick the time, to go what

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Kadafi like the lyrical father
give me feet if your crucified, like you was
on the spreadin', like diseases
sippin' the Henny, who say cool the Semi
Automatic, niggas jumpin' like acrobatics, static erupts
you stuck, wit no fuckin' to piss in
know all you cowards goin' miss in, a bitch
name glock you blockin' me, to be kissin' (I it)
like a midnight moon, from night to afternoon(noon)
get cooked up, like in a spoon(spoon)
protect body from a ? shot, from my fuckin' shooty
layin' it down, the dog Hussein, Kadafi
cuttin' ya ear to ear, fittin' niggas head gear
like I'm county bound, wilin' to tear to tear
shootin' and popluting, ya
wit crates and waste, waitin' through the state
tryin' come up in this world, 'cause it's money to
laid to forever, you wanna do rap under ground?
so maybe six feet, make the raps better

[Fatal]
Whats ya life more then a beef
you got heat, and til scared of the streets
how you gonna make it wit ya body, and cause
wit cha soul, departin' slow, still shootin' for the

times, I feel that I'm a dead man walkin'
wake up and cold sweats, and see in a coffin
my is hunted, I'm confused and fond
if my blood pourin', I regulate like I was born (2x)

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What the you think this is? hands up everybody spread'em
the muthafucker move, dirty bird gotta wet'em
ain't nobody gettin' out alive, if I don't get that melt I came for
in plus a ounce and bounce
'cause, I'm on type of shit, nobody be knowin'
alias Hussein, anybody look to I'm blowin'
I got these thugs, and knowin'
ass, wit Daz, and money bags,
and the ass of the showin', play the ?
I bring the heat to ya street, Al Pachino and
Dinero, thirty muthafuccaz to zero
watch me, is black hockey
their's rules in the game, that's let a cop top me

Verse
to back, doin' niggas like this
when I get pissed, the point slugs rip
Thug Life, the type to a bible
I'm a clips, follow this nozle of the mack
so I don't miss, much hesitation, not nuff
ya legislation, for puttin' me on probation
allagations facin' the nation, so I'm in the basement
for cold war, but I remain pateint
my sustained, station, name
for my steady, feel ya fuckin' brain shakin'
makin' a switch, from to rich
clips to bricks, wit dipps
turn in to dough hits, at slowly, folded
an broke click, you need a light?
I'm a type, that you can smoke
rock a crew, to ?
Makaveli, crack frames like Hussein
jackin' planes, to ?
through the of the ice, I surface like a seal
new rap without, practice, do the rap without and chill
shot and I, wit you got is men I
she top they did I, you got popped in the lid I
fight pop hoes in ya retire, bullets scatter
through ya crewshea, desire

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