clothes (fatal). scretching feelings on my ride, posted at my job, disrespecting moms (fatal). breaking windows at my house, poisoning my dog, put holes in the condom (fatal). she was fatal, fatal, fatal
up for ransom Without disturbing their high tea But their getaway was shaky They stalled in the Riyadh streets Cause you can't make it very far When your tank
I will be Let's brainwash yourself till everyone feel me Appeal to the masses that I?m made for action Suspenseful thriller it?s a fatal attraction Your
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boil To struggle is useless To struggle is useless To struggle is useless To struggle is useless Useless Useless Plunge Fatal Paradise Of the obscene Enter the tank
Tonight I'm going out with the dead I got a little rendezvous on my deathbed Had a fatal embrace, a cardia caress But I was blessed with the final request
up for ransom Without disturbing their high tea But their get away was shaky They stalled in the Riyadh streets 'Cause you can't make it very far When your tank
Rock mercedez benz toe bustas And I only shop at them military Stores cousin Solja rag on my eyes till I die Nigga what? Im a Tank Dogg These niggaz is
in the lex with the black tint I told em bust if you see a motherfucker flinch I guess them busters wanna see if the tank real They wasn't satisfied when
you Big Ed is a captain atain hut sloute carry on as you were gettin' rowdy with the tank dawg troops [Kane & Abel] when the tank roll up its like ten
' paid I've got, niggaz from coast, slangin' my dope Got niggaz and g's and rollin' keys keys to record sto's Get paid wit' fatals, niggaz harder than
the site Like they could check the date on a dime from satellites I move like Coltrane, pushin' the blue tray Rakaa's my name, style Fatal like Hussein
Like they could check the date on a dime from satellites I move like coltrane, pushin a blue tray Rakaa's my name, style fatal like hussein Wit planet
Like they could check the date on a dime from satellites I move like Coltrane, pushin a blue tray Rakaa's my name, style Fatal like Hussein Wit Planet
Power 106 ready like cowards who knew shits heavy, get ready for the second comin up that niggas summoned ~ by God got niggas poppin out they tanks and
Gone Berzerk While waiting My life will boil To struggle is useless (Solo: Rob Barrett) Plunge Fatal Paradise Of the obscene (Solo: Pat O'Brien) Enter the tank
Indecision at high speeds can be fatal In car, on horseback or bicycle Is an old cowboy in a wheelchair still a cowboy Just because he wears the cowboy