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Текст песни Fatal - Times Wastin`

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Verse oneYou can`t even picture tho`examples, and shit ya wroteI run up on ya faggot ass fast, and slit ya throatcarry my weight like luggage, my bone is thuggish ruggishit`s on from storm, I`m wearin` the teflon vestrest in born in rubbish, free spots, and Ez spotsrock like Holly Mzots, one of the top notches of the blockand I hardly touch my Pz knots, three point fivethirtys doin` dirty twenty five, to glit money liveI flip, tell`em shit to Nixhang ya picture, throw`em all thatsippin` on that, you ain`t hard thatah, you fallin` to buildin`I`m like where`s ya heart atI`m lack as communcations, to the nation I wanna talkCuz, bitch wuz born to hawk, won`t slove ya townand get torn apart, times wastin` Chorus[Singer]- It`s the life that you live, when your hangin` onbein` a thug, and you tryin` to get you shit offhow do you do it? How do you swing it? (2x)[Fatal talkin` over chorus]It`s no way out the gameyou can`t see it Verse twoThe devil don`t want me yet, so I pack tekswritin` out my will, wit a black cease a repI handle mics, like Hardawayand never get stripped, bust ya boy shitwhen he ridin` on my dicknigga ya foulin` out, hackin` me wit the wack rhymesgrabin` ya nine, shootin` scared tryin` snatch mineI murder niggaz, like you on the humble tipand use murderin` Al, cuz he don`t bull shitthey scared of me, so they ran and got they homiesthinkin` the tendaroonies, Fatal dog, I`ll lonelyfuck me, just stuck me like you wanna loveI play every co`na , and ain`t a damn nigga stuck meI`m fresh out of jail, and caught a body on a hoebeatin` down slow, cuz you niggaz, don`t know Chorus (2x) Verse threeImmortal outlaw, come hold a mack eleven, south boardmy clout board, i`m clockin` spots down south soarI`m bad company, these cats be huntin` mefrontin`, and say they dumped at mebut scared to smoke a blunt, I dump on three and act quickhave shit, in ma jacket, bullet burn like acidwhen I fire, and rapid, you can take it from the blockI`ll be glockin` till I drop, a deuce deuce on my boots, wit the chocolate, on topI can`t be stoped, wiled like al, named Kadafinigga watch me, told me these streets iz black hockeytold me I`ll play the goalie, wit the four four caliberslipt ya mellon like galier, when i rip this bumpin up out of yaleaven hotter then scorns, hot spots and co`nasdon`t say I ain`t wanted, when you be got you`ll be co`nedthese streets ain`t half steppin`, they got weapons for ain`t shadyif you ain`t shelled, lately, they got places for public safety, times wastin` Chorus (4.5x)

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