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[Fatal - talking]O.N.S. in this mother fuckerWe got The Plague in this mother fuckerThe Pentagon in this mother fucker[Verse 1 - Fatal]Around these blocksYou know these hot glocksCock till you dropAll you wanna-be copsYou don`t wanna see shotsI beef deep with the policeBeat what the streets do to meActin all new to meI`ll creep on you like pubertyYou don`t wanna see the bad imageOf this primaceFrom here to East CremsThrough every state with a sentenceFrozen weight in a coutherSix plates to soup yaOn due we always cruiseRight by the state troopersWhen I`m drinkin with SalI start thinkin `bout AlRicardi coverin my bodyAt the rink when I wowI bag a hotty or twoThis but a shotty for youI got more bodies than DrewI drink mine naughty or newFuck your crewThis type of shit we do for a petty hobbyFuck the whole worldThis Fatal dawg against everybody (It`s on)Better be twenty-five once this shit you never fuckin heardOutlaw, Outlaw, we rate these breaksThat shit we don`t got be that shit we gotta take[Verse 2 - Merciless X]It`s the merciless XLike MalcolmBlack as a falconHow many shots I left depressed in your chestI wasn`t countinBut your back exploded (blaw!)I episoded, with the weapon loadedLet the next opponentGet possessed with this merciless omenThe coldest crome to your domeSewn and holdin it`s ownLet the barrel announce my ferocityTwist spacious velocitiesFor haters watchin meMake your block an atrocityBreak you down microscopicOnly doctors see, what the topic beDrama through your armorBustin my two through your school of piranhasMy soldiers disapprove of your honorWe close captives, no conclusionsLet the revolver solve itEvolve in this evolutionWe shootin and pollutin[Chorus - Fatal]Pass the heatAnd let me wave it in the air (air)Guns bust, cowards fallNiggaz just don`t care (care)To my Lord I swearWe ain`t never playin fair (fair)On the streets you can`t sleepWhen the Outlawz thereI know it`s rainin on your block nigga (nigga)You can`t quit itAnd you`re prayin for it to stop nigga (nigga)You shouldn`t of did itOn a crash course chase of death (yeah, death)Still thuggin on the streets (yeah)Cause we the last ones left[Verse 3 - Mac Mall]I take this thug shit seriouslyBought dirty gats with dope moneyATF can`t fuck with meMy soldiers beAll there quietI`m holdin my crotchSippin henne niggaYou`re life or you`re notThug Life my lifeIt don`t stopIt`s never too hotAnd when I die I greet haze with glocksYoung Crazy CaliforniansPostin bout six in the morninOn a quest to take the breath of my opponentThem alls can`t liveMy cousins invite guns in they cribHoney I`m homeNow nigga you`re goneYour bitch sing them songsLike baritones to the rollersWhen I saw her, I dumped on herLike I supposed toNow tell me what`s funk without a mob yearAnd tell me what`s a shrow without a witnessI only fuck with savages, soldiers, and hogsFrom C.A. to N.J. Mac Mall be outlaws[Verse 4 - Fatal]Vocally undestructibleYour crew ain`t got enoughTo go clip to clipWhen we shootin out on the stripCause I`m untouchableI`ll blast yourChest through your back with KastroOh you ain`t scared?What the fuck you walkin so fast for?Is you with me or against meDon`t run up on me and tempt meTo have your faggot ass baggedLike a mother fuckin emptyAnd simply vengeance of dogsWe gets a real niggaLet me borrow your bitchAnd watch me go and chill with herOn a rise no lieGo against me and dieBaby gated like a hiveOn the side of me with a nineBelieve meThis shit makes circumstances much more deviousMy murderous materialGot shorties livin mischievousSmokin em is the easiestThe hard part is dealin with the factThat I made it through rapAnd gotta go back to killinCause broke niggaz be illinWantin money for a shoot or somethinBut you get nothin but murder when I be shootin somethinChorus[Fatal - Talking]Yeah, we doubt y`all cause we OutlawsYou better know breakin it allTappin your pocket and your jawIn one swing niggaMerciless X, Fatal Hussein, niggaThis ain`t no gameWe re-arrange your whole frameWord is born, all y`all niggaz better maintainI leave a chain of blood stainsRepresent, never hesitantAll we out for is fuckin dead presidentsWhat? Hah, what? Yeah, it ain`t hard to findOut with Nicco Storm and it`s onDroppin bombs like VietnamWhat you niggaz want?Fatal Hussein all sevenYou niggaz better know we pledginAnd that`s my word, PentagonAnd I`m in this on

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