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

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

[Fatal]
Whats ya life worth? more then a
when you got heat, and til of the streets
how you make it wit ya body, lost and cause
wit cha soul, slow, still shootin' for the stars

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

two
What the fuck you think is? hands up everybody spread'em
the first muthafucker move, bird gotta wet'em
ain't nobody gettin' out alive, if I don't get that that I came for
in plus a muthafuckin' ounce and
'cause, I'm on that type of shit, be knowin'
alias Hussein, anybody look to strange I'm
I got these thugs, and hotties
haulin' ass, wit Daz, and bags,
and the ass of the showin', play the ?
I the heat to ya street, like Al Pachino and
Dinero, eliminate thirty to zero
me, streets is black hockey
their's in the game, that's never let a cop top me

Verse
Back to back, niggas like this
when I get pissed, the hollow slugs rip
Thug Life, the type to swollow a
I'm a clips, follow this nozle of the mack
so I don't miss, hesitation, not nuff retaliation
blame ya legislation, for me on probation
facin' the nation, so poor I'm in the basement
ready for war, but I remain pateint
my sustained, station, name
for my rocks steady, feel ya fuckin' shakin'
makin' a switch, from tricks to
clips to bricks, wit slow
in to dough hits, look at slowly, folded
toted an click, you need a light?
I'm a type, you can smoke dick
rock a crew, to ?
like Makaveli, crack frames like
planes, back to ?
through the of the ice, I surface like a seal
new rap without, practice, do the rap without and chill
and spin I, wit you got is men I
she top they droppin' did I, you got in the lid I
fight pop hoes in ya retire, bullets scatter
through ya crewshea, devils

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