Fatal

Fatal - The World is Changing lyrics

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 [singer]-oohhhh(hold note)

[voice]- tell'em where you come intell that fake nigga where you come in

[singer]-oohhhh(hold note)

[voice]- y'all bitch niggaz is jealousI see a whole bunch of suckers



Verse one

Won't you niggastake a look at a real thug

And see whyya bitches get suspicious and peal

Slugsat metil the day I diehigh muthafucker tryin'

To think of somethin'other then dyin'

What the fuck could you do me? but laugh and diss

Stay in your placewhile a real playa mash to this

I know it's heaven for g'sm-11 to squeeze

'bout an ounceand body countsto drop pass seven degree's

I'm a neva go homeblastin' on you bitch made

Jealous ass niggasswitchin' up like a switch blade

Life is what you make itI'm make it in dope

My dog died in tail cellshakin' from rope

It's only one way out the gameand I suggest you stay

From escapadeprofess you chest and laid

Put ya guns downshoot for revolutionand mash

In other wordskeep your shit cocked shootin'

For cash



Chorus

[singer]- life ain't whatit used to be

Babbbyyy it's so easythe world is changin'

Will I live or will I die? will I ever see the light? 

The world is changin'



Verse two

My next kin to crewis a selected few

If you don't fuck wit methey won't bust at you

I been from calisac the bay area and back

In this world thats all blackmore critical wit tha mack

Are russian warkick it they bitches and fuck'em all

? like squadthey all talkedI stuck'em all

Yall niggas goin' despice on memakin' thugs out you suckas

Come and ride for medyin' is the hardest part of livin' ya life

Talkin' slickafter tellin' me that bitch was ya wife

So your fianceeprobably goin' wild for me

I write a letter to my un-born child

And tell my baby girl to smile for me



Chorus



Verse three

Bumpin'jumpin' from jeerzwit these thugs that hide ten's

On they hips six-shootersinside a buggy-i benz

Approach hardslidin' speed roadsfrom the coast guard

Better warn youbefo I put somethin' on you

And it your folks hardthat henny mix

Rappers fire quick like twenty blixany click beefin'

Cuzthey don't city witloves goin' get cha

Hussein been itaffendin' ya little dogs

Puttin' thugs on a stretcherso suffer

Look at her wiggleand don't touch her

Must cha make suicidal threatsto cuff her

You ain't a playa(nigga)while you ridin' a bitch

And ain't a ridahnow you's a sucka and ya pride is clinched

Once she go thugso always be thugged

Remember that sonall I want is action

Won't hesitate to clap onethe east and the west

Got me packed and stressedbut through the pain

All I'm tryin' tois gain happiness

Why don't you niggastake a look at a real thug

And seewhy these suckas tryin' ball on meme god



Chorus



Makaveli to donkadafi rest in peace

(makaveli to don)



[singer]- will I live or will I die? will I ever see the light

The world is changin'ooohhhhh                      
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