O.N.S. in this, mother fucker
We got The Plague in this, mother fucker
The Pentagon in this, mother fucker
Around these blocks
You know these hot glocks
Cock till you drop
All you wanna be cops
You don't wanna see shots
I beef deep with the police
Beat what the streets do to me
Actin' all new to me
I'll creep on you like puberty
You don't wanna see the bad image
Of this primace
From here to East Crems
Through every state with a sentence
Frozen weight in a souther
Six plates to soup ya
On due we always cruise
Right by the state troopers
When I'm drinkin' with Sal
I start thinkin' 'bout Al
Ricardi coverin' my body
At the rink when I wow
I bag a hotty or two
This but a shotty for you
I got more bodies than Drew
I drink mine naughty or new
Fuck your crew
This type of shit we do for a petty hobby
Fuck the whole world
This Fatal dawg against everybody
(It's on)
Better be twenty-five once this shit you never fuckin' heard
Outlaw, outlaw, we rate these breaks
That shit we don't got be that shit we gotta take
It's the merciless X like Malcolm
Black as a falcon
How many shots I left depressed in your chest
I wasn't countin'
But your back exploded
(Blaw)
I episoded with the weapon loaded
Let the next opponent
Get possessed with this merciless omen
The coldest crome to your dome
Sewn and holdin' it's own
Let the barrel announce my ferocity
Twist spacious velocities
For haters watchin' me
Make your block an atrocity
Break you down microscopic
Only doctors see, what the topic be
Drama through your armor
Bustin' my two through your school of piranhas
My soldiers disapprove of your honor
We close captives, no conclusions
Let the revolver solve it
Evolve in this evolution
We shootin' and pollutin'
Pass the heat and let me wave it in the air
Guns bust, cowards fall, niggaz just don't care
(Care)
To my Lord I swear, we ain't never playin' fair
(Fair)
On the streets you can't sleep when the Outlaw's there
I know it's rainin' on your block, nigga
(Nigga)
You can't quit it
And you're prayin' for it to stop, nigga
(Nigga)
You shouldn't of did it
On a crash course chase of death
(Yeah, death)
Still thuggin' on the streets
(Yeah)
'Cause we the last ones left
I take this thug shit seriously
Bought dirty gats with dope money
ATF can't fuck with me
My soldiers be, all there quiet
I'm holdin' my crotch, sippin' Henne, nigga
You're life or you're not, thug Life my life
It don't stop, it's never too hot
And when I die I greet haze with glocks
Young Crazy Californians
Postin' 'bout six in the mornin'
On a quest to take the breath of my opponent
Them alls can't live
My cousins invite guns in they crib
Honey, I'm home, now, nigga, you're gone
Your bitch sing them songs
Like baritones to the rollers
When I saw her, I dumped on her like I supposed to
Now tell me what's funk without a mob year
And tell me what's a shrow without a witness
I only fuck with savages, soldiers and hogs
From C.A. to N.J. Mac Mall be outlaws
Vocally indestructible
Your crew ain't got enough to go clip to clip
When we shootin' out on the strip
'Cause I'm untouchable
I'll blast your chest
Through your back with Kastro
Oh, you ain't scared?
What the fuck you walkin' so fast for?
Is you with me or against me
Don't run up on me and tempt me
To have your fagot ass bagged
Like a mother fuckin' empty
And simply vengeance of dogs
We gets a real nigga
Let me borrow your bitch
And watch me go and chill with her
On a rise no lie
Go against me and die
Baby gated like a hive
On the side of me with a nine, believe me
This shit makes circumstances much more devious
My murderous material
Got shorties livin' mischievous
Smokin' 'em is the easiest
The hard part is dealin' with the fact
That I made it through rap
And gotta go back to killin'
'Cause broke niggaz be illin'
Wantin' money for a shoot or somethin'
But you get nothin' but murder
When I be shootin' somethin'
Pass the heat and let me wave it in the air
Guns bust, cowards fall, niggaz just don't care
(Care)
To my Lord I swear, we ain't never playin' fair
(Fair)
On the streets you can't sleep when the Outlaw's there
I know it's rainin' on your block, nigga
(Nigga)
You can't quit it
And you're prayin' for it to stop, nigga
(Nigga)
You shouldn't of did it
On a crash course chase of death
(Yeah, death)
Still thuggin' on the streets
(Yeah)
'Cause we the last ones left
Yeah, we doubt y'all 'cause we Outlaws
You better know breakin' it all
Tappin' your pocket and your jaw
In one swing nigga
Merciless X, Fatal Hussein, nigga
This ain't no game
We rearrange your whole frame
Word is born, all y'all niggaz better maintain
I leave a chain of blood stains
Represent, never hesitant
All we out for is fuckin' dead presidents
What? Hah, what? Yeah, it ain't hard to find
Out with Nico Storm and it's on
Droppin' bombs like Vietnam
What you niggaz want?
Fatal Hussein all seven
You niggaz better know we pledgin'
And that's my word, Pentagon
And I'm in this on

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