Who dat? , what? ,
There they go, there they go
There they go
The same motherfuckers,
You know nigga its fuckin friday
We doin it like last friday
(niggas aint got shit to do)
(so we gon get fucked up)
Who dat?
[verse 1]
Bert and hussein, back to back now thats flammable
Smokin ya brain, attack the track like we some animals
Mechanical, live wire jaw, rap cannibals
Fire force survive behind bars, like we unhurtable
Swervin through jerz emerge and serve you dont deserve to pull,
Another breath of oxygen,
Has is known for oxin em
Kool kas chrome be droppin em,
Killa kane be lockin philipane
Drip from a toxic tongue
Get done wid it,
Out of control like we begun wid it
Bricks explode, licked you out the show
That nigga bump did it
I block, like murdock, army fatigued and,
Bout to store blocks an fort knox ya minor league shit
Breathe this, ballistic, shell like khadafi
Bringin the blizzards when I make bail you cant stop me,
In jail all that I can see provoking hell,
Chokin at a third rail velocity
Obviously ya men have, been barkin up the wrong tree
Microphone strong deep bomb first
Ya mind burst within a rhyme verse
Dirty bert rehearse the worse of me,
The black clips burnin me
The cat who act fraternity
The landscapes redded,
Fuck it ya man said it
Ya shoulda never let it escape
We wont wet it,
Squeezing, leavin holes in ya crew,
Maestro can stand through,
When I pass the mac to rock that nigga brand you
When I pass the mac to rock that nigga brand you
[hook]
Ten out of ten
No ya chance is a ninth
We do jail wid no bail
Losin half of our life
Livin the life of the poor
Losin sight in the war
You can slice it down precise
Shits trife around the board
[verse 2]
We in this thing together
Tryna build the same cheddar
Its strange sometimes I think paranoid clutchin my waist
A fake couldnt relate to,
Drugs and honeys,
My hugs are funny
And thugs blow slugs for the money
Gunshots, mobbin up quiet late nights
Walkin down new, you betta think twice
This shit aint right,
Its all wrong,
Narcs we slide on
It aint safe season
Say its strength in numbers
We rolled the whole precint
Rev the whip up,
We live 98 stick-ups
Loadin clips up
That flimsy ass vest we rip up
New jerz, come check us
But dont test us
Oppose, we throw holes in ya lexus
Act whatever, clap whatever
When we clap we clap together
Leavin you cats on the stretcher
O.n.s. and the embassy,
Outlawz and pentagon
If it aint that,
It aint shit to me
It aint shit to me
Hook
[verse 3]
Fake lies, close ya eyes,
Nigga die in the dark
You little hip hop cop,
Playin spy in the park
We turn schemes to cream
Cause we fiend for green
Wid the cops and streets watchin
Aint no need to dream
Codine my team,
Full beam on ya knotty
Killuminati to ya body
Got mooned wid the shotti
Getto star you for amaru,
Yak see you tomorrow,
I know you here,
These other niggas be like where are you?
The hennyll start you,
Dirty ever semi I borrow,
No confrontation or quarrel
I cant shake up or startle
The time taker
Tying em up like ron baker
Here to shake and break em down
Like the la lakers
I see through em
Aint no tellin what ima bout to leave through em
While he lay there I stay there
While the paramedicsll breathe through him
Squeeze through him,
Put the e to him, hit em up
He gon lay there shakin waitin for yall to pick him up
Ya outta there,
Quick as you squeal, Ill appeal
Its kill or be killed,
In this world of free steel
Every crews a game,
Wearin blues is strange
From how you move youll be named
For what you doin who you claim
You might, think its a game
From bein critically acclaimed
A war winner for pitiful game
Fuck wid hussein
[verse 4]
From cops got our feet tired
Everybody split up anybody get caught
Son just keep quiet,
These cs watchin me,
Two cds of armed robbery
Terroristic bread and possession of stolen property,
Keep to myself thats how I got to be, cats acknowledge me,
For the simple fact I live everyday of the week periodically
Premeditated robberies, how could you possibly
Mistake imperial s for a mental or methology
Im realer than the cats that shot at me
I think Ill probably, ride by and let em sample the varieties,
My hollow aint easy to swallow,
Like them five dollar bottles,
Kill or be killeds my motto,
I do it cause I got to,
Ima, straight up commodity
I thug in this society
On the side ah mes my niggas thatll 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
Yall have to grow on,
Throughout my hard times my vision was blind
Hustlin dimes fake niggas wanna beef wid me
I aint puttin it in my rhymes
You aint worth it,
Wid out contact I catch perfect,
Had the heart in front of the crowd
But in your eyes you nervous,
Now start chirpin,
The .38 special start squirtin
Leave two holes in ya shirt
And put you on the side street hurtin,
Now thats for talkin out ya person,
(muthafuckaz)
Fuckaz
[outro]
Fatal hussein, fatal hussein
Aiyyo, (recognise)
Tell somebody come get me
(o.n.s., outlaw)
If not Ill be home in like 5
Hahahhahha
Motherfuckin friday
(tick like time)
For all yall niggas that wanna fuck wit me
Before my shit come out,
Its about to drop too bitch,
(yall dont know o.n.s nasty new)
Hey ric where the fuck the henny at
Three hundred and sixty motherfuckin three days in the waker
Ahaha, yo fuck that calender
I aint for that shit.....
Yo a-rock man,
(moddy bang)
Its on for them niggas
(killa black)
Killa black.....
