FATALITY lyrics

[Verse 1]
The blade that I'm grippin' is causing the casualty
I don't need bullets to split personalities
f*ckers that play with me, losing mortality
Head on my scope, yeah, I want this (Fatality)
I don't give a f*ck 'cause it's part of the blade
Motherf*cker told, it's probably the shame
Hit 'em with the one, two, three, four, five
Hit 'em with the D-13 at the same time
Don't wanna play, so forget my name
pus*y-boy runnin' when I test his fame
Don't wanna play, so forget my name
pus*y-boy runnin' when I test his fame

[Chorus]
My back still sore, from carryin' in the underground (f*ck!)
I've been on my grind, what all these pussies busy talkin' 'bout?
My back still sore, from carryin' in the underground
I've been on my grind, what all these pussies busy talkin' 'bout?
My back still sore, my back still sore

[Verse 2]
f*ck up the system, I do not wanna be tamed
Better get your money up, f*ckers work less for more than your wage
Better yet, better kill any politician
I laugh at the top, everybody raise shots
Rest in p*ss to these old white men
Let 'em hang from these streets when they take what's mine (Agh!)
It makes me sick everyday, when I better watch 'em wait (f*ck, yeah, ayy)
I get to see your carcass, at this point, we know my fate (Ayy, yeah, ayy)
And if I don't let the part of me that really can't give honesty (f*ck, yeah)
So, what's the point of living? Let me shoot by a fatality (Ayy, yeah, ayy)
[Chorus]
(Rage, rage, rage, rage!)
Rage, rage, rage, rage
Rage, rage, rage, rage