Fatal:

Brow and Hussein back to back, now that's flameable, smokin' ya brain, attack the track like we some animals... mechanical, live watch yall, rap canables, by ya force survive behind bars, like we unheardable... swervin' New Jerz, emerge to serve, you don't deserve to pull, enough of breath of oxygen, Has is known for oxin' 'em... whokasas corn be dropin' 'em, killer can't be lockin'... feel the pain, took from a toxic tongue, get done with it... out of control like Rupert, gun with it, bliss explode, licked you out the show, that nigga Bum did it... I plot like Murdoch, only fatigue it, tro ya blow nots from Fort Knox, you might've leaked shit... breathe this malistic, shell like Khadafi bringin' a blizzard, when I make bail you can't stop me, in jail all in I can see is... provokin' hell, jointin' at a third rail, volacity, obiously ya men have, been barkin' up the wrong gene... Microphone strong, Dee bomb first, ya mind burst within a rhyme verse, thirty burt rehurse the worst of me... the black plicks burin' me, the capfewap faturnity, the landscape reded, fuck it, ya man said it... ya should've never let it escape, we won't wet it, squeeze it, leavin' holes in ya crew, mistro can stand thru... when I pass the Mac to Rock, that nigga brand you, when I pass the Mac to Rock, that nigga brand you...

Chours

We in this thing together tryin' to build the same chedder, it's strange, sometimes them thangs, paranoid clutchin' my ways of fake... couldn't relate to drugs and honeys, my hugs are funny, and thugs low slugs for the money... gunshots, mobbin' up, partin' late nights, walkin' down New {Nasty New Street}, you better think twice, this shit ain't right... it's all wrong, enough to slide on, it ain't safe season, say it straight to number, we burnt the whole Presint... spread the whip up, we live, 98' stick up, loadin' clips up, that flimsy ass vest, we rip up... New Jerz, come check us, but don't test us... oppose, we throw holes in ya Lexas, Ac {Acura}, whatever... clap whatever, me clap we clap together, leavin' you cats on the strecher... O-N-S and the Embassy, Outlawz and Pentagon, if it ain't that it ain't shit to me...

Chours

Fatal:

Fake lies, close ya eyes, nigga die in the dark, you little hip-hop cop, playin' Spy in the park... we turn scheme to cream cause we feen for green, with the Compton street watchin', ain't no need for dream... Cope thing my team, full beam on ya notty, KILLUMINATI to ya body, Damoon with the shotty... Getto Star you for I morrow, yout see you tomarrow, I know you here, these other niggas be like where are you... the Henney'll scar you, dirty, every city I borrow, no confrontation to crawl, I can't shake from starel... the time taker, tyin' 'em up like Ron Baker, hater, shake 'em, break 'em down the the La Lakers... I see thru 'em, ain't no tellin' what I'm 'bout to leak thru 'em, while he lay there, I stay there while the Paramedics abreathe thru 'em... squeeze thru 'em, put the E to 'em, Hit 'Em Up, he gone lay there shakin', waitin' for yall you pick 'em up... your outta there, quick cause you sweel, hollar peel, it's kill or be kill, in this world of free steel... every crew is a gang, wearin' blue is a strange, from how you move, you'll be named for what you doin', who you claim?.. you might think it's a game, from being critically acclaim, a war win for pitiful game, fuck with Hussein...

Some cops got our feet tired, everybody split up, anybody get caught, son just keep quiet... D-C's watchin' me, two C-D-S'es of Arm Robbery, Terroristic threat, and possesion of stolen property... keep to myself, that's how I got to be, Cats aknowledge me for the simple fact I live everyday periodicaly... premeditated robbery, how could you possiblely mistake the Imperial S, for a mental mentology... I'm realer than the Cats that shot at me, I think I probably, Run by let 'em sample the varietys... my hollows ain't easy to swallow, like them $5 bottles, killer B kills my motto, I do it cause I got to... I'm a straight up comodity, I thug in this society, on the side of me it's my niggas that'll die for me... would you ride for me?.. or get rode on?.. been in this game so long, I kick slick shit in every sentence, all I have to roll on... throughout my hard times, my visual is blind, husle and dime, fake niggas wanna beef with me, I ain't puttin' it in my rhymes... you ain't worth it, without contact, I catch perfect, got the heart in front of the crowd, but in yo eyes you nervous... now start cherpin', the .38 special start squirtin', you thru holdin' ya shirt, put you on the side street hurtin'... now that's for talkin' out you personal... fuckas...

Fatal Hussein... hey yo reconize, tell somebody come (O-N-S.. Outlawz) get me, if not I'll be home in like.. bout (2 years) 5... ha ha.. We just gonna maintain, muthafuckin' Friday... tick like time.. word up.. to all yall niggas that wanna fuck with before my shit come out... Yall don't know, O-N-S, Nasty New... hey Reek, where the fuck the Henney at?.. three-hundred and sixty muthafuckin' three days and a wake up... ha ha... yo, fuck that calander...