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Outlaw

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That's right nigga you gotta get your papers in this motherfucker I ain't mad at ya at all (damn) Aiyyo, what the f******u wanna be when you grow up rahrah? Nigga, is you stupid, I wanna be a motherfuckin' outlaw That's right nigga, hahaha, housin' these hoes, you feel me? Aight, kno'what I'm sayin'? You got to do that shit, keepin' it real nigga or what? Keepin' it real! How old are you nigga? I'm eleven 'Cause all I see is, murder murder, my mind state Preoccupied with homicide, tryin' to survive through this crime rate Dead bodies at block parties, those unlucky bastards Gunfire now they require may be closed casket Who can you blame? it's insane what we dare do Witness an evil that these men do, bitches in, too In fact they be the reasons niggas get to bleedin' Pull the fuckin' fire when I leave em, you shoulda seen em Hostile hoes catch elbows (beotch!) negroes disposed of And snitches get dealt with, with no love Body bags of adversaries that I had to bury I broke the law and they jaw, all in the same flurry But never worry, they'll remember me through history Causin' motherfuckers to bleed, they'll label me a Outlaw, outlaw, outlaw (they came in to sin) Outlaw, outlaw, outlaw (dear God, I wonder could you save me?) Before I close my eyes I fantasize I'm livin' well When I awake and realize I'm just a prisoner in hell Just as well, cause in my cell I'm keepin' pictures of these bastards Excercisin', visualizin', everyone inside a casket Picture me blasted, surrounded by niggas in masks Sent with the task to harass and murder my ass Will I last? heaven or hell? freedom or jail? Shit's hard, who can you tell? and if we fail? High speeds, and thai weed on the freeway When will they learn to take it easy? uh Drive-by's and niggas die, murder without a motive By making motherfuckers fry Got me runnin' from these coward-ass crooked-ass cops Helicopters tryin' to hover over niggas til we drop Got no time for the courts, my only thought is open fire Hit the district attorney, but fuck that bitch, cause she's a lie Now it's time to expire, I see the judge, spray the bitch "Motherfuckers is crooked," is what I scream, and hit the fence I commence to get wicked, spittin' rounds as the plot thickens Never missin an early grave is my only mission If I die, never worry, bury me beside my four-five May god forgive me, I was high, label me a Outlaw, outlaw, outlaw (they came in to sin) Outlaw, outlaw, outlaw (dear god, I wonder could you save me?) Society lied to me, I ain't never gonna try to be My mob'll be doin' robberies, and stickups on these wannabe's I witnessed niggas lose they chest For ordinary reasons niggas bodies put to rest So I just.. swallow my beck's and holla, "fuck em!" And if I'm next.. just let a nigga step with somethin' I ain't fearin' nohtin' Young and thuggin, prepared for bustin' if that's my destiny Ready for whatever, see you niggas can't get the best of me (Hold me down) definitely no need for askin' (Now he mad) top speed (smokin' weed) blasted (biotch!) 'Cause when I bust em they gonna shiver, the killers cry Soldiers got bodies floatin' in the river, what is they sayin'? Talkin' bout prayin' they need to stop, that ain't gon' help These niggas sprayin' up my block, tryin' to take my wealth Outlaw, outlaw, outlaw (they came in to sin) Outlaw, outlaw, outlaw (dear god, I wonder could you save me?) Outlaw, outlaw, outlaw (they came in to sin) Outlaw, outlaw, outlaw (dear god, I wonder could you save me?) Fuck the judge, I gotta grudge Punk police, niggas run the streets Ha ha, it ain't nothin' but music Shit's changed 1995 the game has changed, motherfuckers is actin real strange The rules is all rearranged You got babies lyin dead in the streets These punk police is crooked as me But all I see is motherfuckers actin less than g's Stop bein' a playa-hater, be a innovator nigga Fuck that shit, don't be no entertainer and a stranger Be a real motherfucker keep it real pack that steel 'Cause you know these streets is real deal Muh'fuckers wanna see me in my casket Jealous, motherfuckin' bastards I never die, thug niggas multiply 'Cause after me is thug life baby Then the young thugs Then the youngest thug of all my nigga rahrah --- Outlaw - 2Pac and Dramacydal

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MUTAH W. BEALE, KATARI T. COX, YAFEU FULA, MALCOLM GREENIDGE, TUPAK SHAKUR, MAURICE LAMONT STEWART

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Me Against The World

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March 14, 1995

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