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[whispers of
[Fatal]- Yall muthafuccaz wanna die
stop all bull shit frontin' and all that talk
a real nigga will pick the time, to go

one
Kadafi the lyrical father hezzy
give me feet if crucified, like you was Jesus
on the floor spreadin', diseases
sippin' the Henny, who say lockin' the Semi
Automatic, jumpin' like acrobatics, when static erupts
you stuck, wit no fuckin' to piss in
know all you cowards goin' in, heres a bitch
name you blockin' me, to be kissin' (I said it)
like a midnight moon, from night to afternoon(noon)
get up, like coke in a spoon(spoon)
protect your body a ? shot, from my fuckin' shooty
it down, the road 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 money to
laid to rest forever, you wanna do rap under
so maybe six feet, make the raps better

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

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

two
What the fuck you think this is? hands up everybody
the muthafucker move, dirty bird gotta wet'em
ain't nobody out alive, if I don't get that melt that I came for
in a muthafuckin' ounce and bounce
'cause, I'm on type of shit, nobody be knowin'
alias Hussein, look to strange I'm blowin'
I got thugs, and hotties 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, streets is hockey
their's rules in the game, that's let a cop top me

Verse
Back to back, doin' niggas like
I get pissed, the hollow point slugs rip
Thug Life, the to swollow a bible
I'm a swollow clips, follow this nozle of the
so I don't miss, much hesitation, not nuff
ya legislation, for puttin' me on probation
allagations facin' the nation, so poor I'm in the
ready for cold war, but I pateint
my sustained, station, takin'
for my rocks steady, feel ya fuckin' brain
makin' a switch, from to rich
clips to bricks, wit slow
in to dough hits, look at slowly, folded
toted an broke click, you a light?
I'm a type, that you can smoke
a crew, down to ?
like Makaveli, frames like Hussein
planes, back to ?
through the crack of the ice, I surface like a
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
rock fight pop in ya retire, bullets scatter
ya crewshea, devils desire

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