Who dat?, what?,
  There they go, there they go
  There they go
  The same motherfuckers,
  You know nigga it's fuckin' Friday
  We doin' it like last Friday
  (Niggas ain't got shit to do)
  (So we gon' get fucked up)
  Who dat?
  
  [Verse 1]
  Bert and Hussein, back to back now that's flammable
  Smokin' ya brain, attack the track like we some animals
  Mechanical, live wire jaw, rap cannibals
  Fire force survive behind bars, like we unhurtable
  Swervin' through Jerz emerge and serve you don't deserve to pull,
  Another breath of oxygen,
  Has is known for oxin' 'em
  Kool Kas' chrome be droppin' 'em,
  Killa Kane be lockin' Philipane
  Drip from a toxic tongue
  Get done wid it,
  Out of control like we begun wid it
  Bricks explode, licked you out the show
  That nigga Bump did it
  I block, like Murdock, army fatigued and,
  Bout to store blocks an' Fort Knox ya minor league shit
  Breathe this, ballistic, shell like Khadafi
  Bringin' the blizzards when I make bail you can't stop me,
  In jail all that I can see provoking hell,
  Chokin' at a third rail velocity
  Obviously ya men have, been barkin' up the wrong tree
  Microphone strong deep bomb first
  Ya mind burst within a rhyme verse
  Dirty Bert rehearse the worse of me,
  The black clip's burnin' me
  The cat who act fraternity
  The landscape's redded,
  Fuck it ya man said it
  Ya shoulda never let it escape
  We won't wet it,
  Squeezing, leavin holes in ya crew,
  Maestro can stand through,
  When I pass the Mac to Rock that nigga brand you
  When I pass the Mac to Rock that nigga brand you
  
  [Hook]
  Ten out of ten
  No ya chance is a ninth
  We do jail wid no bail
  Losin' half of our life
  Livin' the life of the poor
  Losin' sight in the war
  You can slice it down precise
  Shit's trife around the board
  
  [Verse 2]
  We in this thing together
  Tryna build the same cheddar
  It's strange sometimes I think paranoid clutchin' my waist
  A fake couldn't relate to,
  Drugs and honeys,
  My hugs are funny
  And thugs blow slugs for the money
  Gunshots, mobbin' up quiet late nights
  Walkin' down New, you betta think twice
  This shit ain't right,
  It's all wrong,
  NARC's we slide on
  It ain't safe season
  Say it's strength in numbers
  We rolled the whole precint
  Rev the whip up,
  We live '98 stick-ups
  Loadin' clips up
  That flimsy ass vest we rip up
  New Jerz, come check us
  But don't test us
  Oppose, we throw holes in ya Lexus
  Act whatever, clap whatever
  When we clap we clap together
  Leavin' you cats on the stretcher
  O.N.S. and the Embassy,
  Outlawz and Pentagon
  If it ain't that,
  It ain't shit to me
  It ain't shit to me
  
  Hook
  
  [Verse 3]
  Fake lies, close ya eyes,
  Nigga die in the dark
  You little hip hop cop,
  Playin' spy in the park
  We turn schemes to cream
  Cause we fiend for green
  Wid the cops and streets watchin'
  Ain't no need to dream
  Codine my team,
  Full beam on ya knotty
  Killuminati to ya body
  Got mooned wid the shotti
  Getto star you for Amaru,
  Yak see you tomorrow,
  I know you here,
  These other niggas be like where are you?
  The Henny'll start you,
  Dirty ever semi I borrow,
  No confrontation or quarrel
  I can't shake up or startle
  The time taker
  Tying 'em up like Ron Baker
  Here to shake and break 'em down
  Like the LA Lakers
  I see through 'em
  Ain't no tellin' what I'ma bout to leave through 'em
  While he lay there I stay there
  While the paramedics'll breathe through him
  Squeeze through him,
  Put the E to him, hit 'em up
  He gon' lay there shakin' waitin' for y'all to pick him up
  Ya outta there,
  Quick as you squeal, I'll appeal
  It's kill or be killed,
  In this world of free steel
  Every crew's a game,
  Wearin' blues is strange
  From how you move you'll be named
  For what you doin' who you claim
  You might, think it's a game
  From bein' critically acclaimed
  A war winner for pitiful game
  Fuck wid Hussein
  
  [Verse 4]
  From cops got our feet tired
  Everybody split up anybody get caught
  Son just keep quiet,
  These C's watchin' me,
  Two CDS' of armed robbery
  Terroristic bread and possession of stolen property,
  Keep to myself that's how I got to be, cats acknowledge me,
  For the simple fact I live everyday of the week periodically
  Premeditated robberies, how could you possibly
  Mistake Imperial S for a mental or methology
  I'm realer than the cats that shot at me
  I think I'll probably, ride by and let 'em sample the varieties,
  My hollow ain't easy to swallow,
  Like them five dollar bottles,
  Kill or be killed's my motto,
  I do it cause I got to,
  I'ma, straight up commodity
  I thug in this society
  On the side ah me's my niggas that'll die for me
  Would you ride for me?, or get rode on?
  Been in this game so long
  I kick slick shit in every sentence
  Y'all have to grow on,
  Throughout my hard times my vision was blind
  Hustlin' dimes fake niggas wanna beef wid me
  I ain't puttin' it in my rhymes
  You ain't worth it,
  Wid out contact I catch perfect,
  Had the heart in front of the crowd
  But in your eyes you nervous,
  Now start chirpin',
  The .38 special start squirtin'
  Leave two holes in ya shirt
  And put you on the side street hurtin',
  Now that's for talkin' out ya person,
  (Muthafuckaz)
  Fuckaz
  
  [Outro]
  Fatal Hussein, Fatal Hussein
  Aiyyo, (recognise)
  Tell somebody come get me
  (O.N.S., Outlaw)
  If not I'll be home in like 5
  Hahahhahha
  Motherfuckin' Friday
  (Tick like time)
  For all y'all niggas that wanna fuck wit me
  Before my shit come out,
  It's about to drop too bitch,
  (Y'all don't know O.N.S nasty new)
  Hey Ric where the fuck the Henny at
  Three hundred and sixty motherfuckin' three days in the Waker
  Ahaha, yo fuck that calender
  I ain't for that shit.....
  Yo A-rock man,
  (Moddy Bang)
  It's on for them niggas
  (Killa Black)
  Killa Black.....