Verse one   You can't even picture tho'   Examples, and shit ya wrote   I run up on ya faggot ass fast, and slit ya throat   Carry my weight like luggage, my bone is thuggish ruggish   It's on from storm, I'm wearin' the teflon vest   Rest in born in rubbish, free spots, and ez spots   Rock like holly mzots, one of the top notches of the block   And I hardly touch my pz knots, three point five   Thirtys doin' dirty twenty five, to glit money live   I flip, tell'em shit to nix   Hang ya picture, throw'em all that   Sippin' on that, you ain't hard that   Ah, you fallin' to buildin'   I'm like where's ya heart at   I'm lack as communcations, to the nation I wanna talk   'cause, bitch wuz born to hawk, won't slove ya town   And get torn apart, times wastin'      Chorus   [singer]- it's the life that you live, when your hangin' on   Bein' a thug, and you tryin' to get you shit off   How do you do it? how do you swing it? (2x)      [fatal talkin' over chorus]   It's no way out the game   You can't see it      Verse two   The devil don't want me yet, so I pack teks   Writin' out my will, wit a black cease a rep   I handle mics, like hardaway   And never get stripped, bust ya boy shit   When he ridin' on my dick   Nigga ya foulin' out, hackin' me wit the wack rhymes   Grabin' ya nine, shootin' scared tryin' snatch mine   I murder niggaz, like you on the humble tip   And use murderin' al, 'cause he don't bull shit   They scared of me, so they ran and got they homies   Thinkin' the tendaroonies, fatal dog, I'll lonely   Fuck me, just stuck me like you wanna love   I play every co'na , and ain't a damn nigga stuck me   I'm fresh out of jail, and caught a body on a hoe   Beatin' down slow, 'cause you niggaz, don't know      Chorus (2x)      Verse three   Immortal outlaw, come hold a mack eleven, south board   My clout board, I'm clockin' spots down south soar   I'm bad company, these cats be huntin' me   Frontin', and say they dumped at me   But scared to smoke a blunt, I dump on three and act quick   Have shit, in ma jacket, bullet burn like acid   When I fire, and rapid, you can take it from the block   I'll be glockin' till I drop, a deuce deuce   On my boots, wit the chocolate, on top   I can't be stoped, wiled like al, named kadafi   Nigga watch me, told me these streets iz black hockey   Told me I'll play the goalie, wit the four four caliber   Slipt ya mellon like galier, when I rip this bumpin up out of ya   Leaven hotter then scorns, hot spots and co'nas   Don't say I ain't wanted, when you be got you'll be co'ned   These streets ain't half steppin', they got weapons for ain't shady   If you ain't shelled, lately, they got places for public safety, times wastin'      Chorus (4.5x)