Outlaws - Hussein Fatal, Mac Mall

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 dont wanna see shots

I beef deep with the police

Beat what the streets do to me

Actin all new to me Ill creep on you like puberty

You dont 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 Im 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 (its on)

Better be twenty-five once this shit you never fuckin heard

Outlaw, outlaw, we rate these breaks

That shit we dont got be that shit we gotta take

Its the merciless x Like malcolm

Black as a falcon

How many shots I left depressed in your chest

I wasnt 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 its 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 (air)

Guns bust, cowards fall

Niggaz just dont care (care)

To my lord I swear

We aint never playin fair (fair)

On the streets you cant sleep

When the outlawz there

I know its rainin on your block nigga (nigga)

You cant quit it And youre prayin for it to stop nigga (nigga)

You shouldnt 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 cant fuck with me My soldiers be All there quiet

Im holdin my crotch

Sippin henne nigga

Youre life or youre not

Thug life my life

It dont stop

Its 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 cant live

My cousins invite guns in they crib

Honey Im home

Now nigga youre 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 whats funk without a mob year

And tell me whats a shrow without a witness

I only fuck with savages, soldiers, and hogs

From c.a.

to n.j.

mac mall be outlaws

Vocally undestructible

Your crew aint got enough

To go clip to clip

When we shootin out on the strip

Cause Im untouchable

Ill blast your

Chest through your back with kastro

Oh you aint scared?

What the fuck you walkin so fast for?

Is you with me or against me Dont run up on me and tempt me To have your faggot 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

Yeah, we doubt yall 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 aint no game

We re-arrange your whole frame

Word is born, all yall 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 aint hard to find

Out with nicco storm and its on Droppin bombs like vietnam

What you niggaz want?

Fatal hussein all seven

You niggaz better know we pledgin

And thats my word, pentagon

And Im in this on