[Bell]

[whispers of Outlaw]

[Fatal]- Yall muthafuccaz don't wanna die

stop all that bull shit frontin' and all that talk

a real nigga will pick the time, to go what



Verse one

Kadafi like the lyrical father hezzy

give me feet if your crucified, like you was Jesus

on the floor spreadin', like diseases

sippin' the Henny, who say cool lockin' the Semi

Automatic, niggas jumpin' like acrobatics, when static erupts

you stuck, wit no fuckin' bucket to piss in

know all you cowards goin' miss in, heres a bitch

name glock you blockin' me, to be kissin' (I said it)

it's like a midnight moon, from night to afternoon(noon)

get cooked up, like coke in a spoon(spoon)

protect your body from a ? shot, from my fuckin' shooty

layin' it down, the road dog Hussein, Kadafi

cuttin' ya ear to ear, fittin' these niggas head gear

like I'm county bound, wilin' from to tear to tear

shootin' and popluting, ya atmosphere

wit crates and waste, waitin' through the fuckin' state

tryin' come up in this world, cuz it's money to make

laid to rest forever, you wanna do rap under ground?

so maybe six feet, will make the raps better



Chorus [Fatal]

Whats ya life worth? more then a beef

when you got heat, and til scared of the streets

how you gonna make it wit ya body, lost and cause

wit cha soul, departin' slow, still shootin' for the stars



Some times, I feel that I'm a dead man walkin'

wake up and cold sweats, and see myself in a coffin

my life is hunted, I'm confused and fond

if my blood stop pourin', I regulate like I was born (2x)



Verse two

What the fuck you think this is? hands up everybody spread'em

the firs