Fatal - Outlaws lyrics

[fatal - talking] O.n.s. in this mother f**er We got the plague in this mother f**er The pentagon in this mother f**er [verse 1 - fatal] Around these blocks You know these hot glocks co*k 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 couther 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 f** your crew This type of sh** we do for a petty hobby f** the whole world This fatal dawg against everybody (it's on) Better be twenty-five once this sh** you never f**in heard Outlaw, outlaw, we rate these breaks That sh** we don't got be that sh** we gotta take [verse 2 - merciless x] 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 [chorus - fatal] Pa** the heat And let me wave it in the air (air) Guns bust, cowards fall n***az 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 outlawz there I know it's rainin on your block n***a (n***a) You can't quit it And you're prayin for it to stop n***a (n***a) You shouldn't of did it On a crash course chase of d**h (yeah, d**h) Still thuggin on the streets (yeah) Cause we the last ones left [verse 3 - mac mall] I take this thug sh** seriously Bought dirty gats with dope money Atf can't f** with me My soldiers be All there quiet I'm holdin my crotch Sippin henne n***a 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 n***a you're gone Your b**h 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 f** with savages, soldiers, and hogs From c.a. to n.j. mac mall be outlaws [verse 4 - fatal] Vocally undestructible 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 f** you walkin so fast for? Is you with me or against me Don't run up on me and tempt me To have your f*ggot a** bagged Like a mother f**in empty And simply vengeance of dogs We gets a real n***a Let me borrow your b**h 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 sh** 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 k**in Cause broke n***az be illin Wantin money for a shoot or somethin But you get nothin but murder when i be shootin somethin Chorus [fatal - talking] Yeah, we doubt y'all cause we outlaws You better know breakin it all Tappin your pocket and your jaw In one swing n***a Merciless x, fatal hussein, n***a This ain't no game We re-arrange your whole frame Word is born, all y'all n***az better maintain I leave a chain of blood stains Represent, never hesitant All we out for is f**in dead presidents What? hah, what? yeah, it ain't hard to find Out with nicco storm and it's on Droppin bombs like vietnam What you n***az want? Fatal hussein all seven You n***az better know we pledgin And that's my word, pentagon And i'm in this on