Times Wastin' Lyrics - Singles - Fatal

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)