Fatality

作曲：Adrian Wood

作词：Terence George Freeman,Alexander Lloyd Moriarity

Rich now, we'll put some money on your grave

Have his family, wear his t—shirt with his name

Since trumpet office, it ain't never been the same

Closed doors, bullets rearrange your mind frame

No PlayStation, but Cali play them games

Street Scholar, Deep Harbor where the sharks swim

Park Bench Parliament, dark tint, star dim

Cold wind, crumb grin, low with the waistline

Heartbeat, bassline, echoes like a drumline

Block hot, stopwatch, ticking on the short fuse

Wrong move, front page printed with the sore truth

Dice roll, life old quicker than a bad hand

Flash of the steel, make a calm man a mad man

Boom, baffled, space trap face, slap the pavement

808 is quick while the snares crack statements

Corner store forms more than spoken in whispers

Gold chain glimmer while the tensions grow thicker

Brain dangerous, language paint in the theater

Small talk turn walls into relievers

Lay in the jungle where the humble gets eight

One slip of the tongue, that's fatality fate