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In the life we as thugs,
fuckin wit us so can't you see
It's to be a man.
wit my gun in hand.

Why explain the game? ain't listenin.
Stuck in positions. If victims can't the heat,
Then stay the out the kitchen.
Have these switchin, lookin at me mean.
Itchin, givin suckas space.
these bitch niggas snitchin.
Where are we now? Guns daily.
The feds surely hope that they could finally me for sellin dope.
They backwards, make tracks burst I rap.
Attack. Words bein to explode on contact.
Extreme at times. by my passion and fury.
Look at me at my competition's flashin my jewelry.
You'd stay silent if you niggas me. Truely effective.
The you heard ain't do me justice. Got a death wish, bitch.
Run up, face me and trace wit an beam.
It seems niggas recognize my team.
nobody holdin you back. Explode the track to confetti.
Unload it. 'cause ain't ready. The life of an outlaw.

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Code 3. Attack formation. out your pistols.
Keep an eye out for the 'cause they itchin to get you.
Mercy to this madman screamin in tongue.
gunfire makin all my enemies run.
Who should I call when I'm and bleedin.
Indeed the possibility has part a in cream.
Dope got me hatin fiends. wit my team, just a chosen few.
My foes victim of explosives. Come closer. the fumes.
We got memories fast. A slave for cash.
Accelerate, mash, blast, dash.
look now. How you like it, raw.
Niggas ain't ready for the wrath of the outlaws. surrender.
is for a son to stay free. I'm thugged out.
Fuck the world this is how they made me.
Scarred but breathin.
Believe in me and you see the victory.
A warrior with jewels. Can you me?
of and outlaw.

[Chorus

City under siege. It's like I can't breathe.
I'm from the state of car theives. G, deep the street.
beef. I play for keeps, arrange the whole crime scene.
Mobb Deep. This nigga from behind to creep.
No wit no straps, jack.
It's on to back.
And an ounce so fat, they my style ?
Get this grip wit to get cha.
wit clippers. Get the picture?
I wrote my life like a scripture.

And I'm still on in the land of the lonely.
ain't nobody holy. A matter of a fact, we unholy.
Everybody livin for themselves. Too hostile on a land hell.
Somebody need me. You know we lost and we needin it.
Wit the it's forever. But it might be low down, scandalouz
Like a tramp is. All for the street on how to be managed.
To plan shit. 6 in advaced to what we plotted.
to go on swole and now I got it.

Un uh, crack my window. Knowin they'd love to catch sleepin.
Attach a strap under my pillow and a hand we freakin.
Creepin deep into morning. out the weak.
While they and let my cloud speak for it's self.
No doubt. Outlaw. Outta my mind, time. You're all blind.
Some kind of life of mine don't mind.
Findin it funny, of fact, 'cause it is.
Perhaps finally I at that true over the years as an outlaw.
Eh, Noble.
up nigga.
Would you die for me,
yeah.
Would you for me?
On my grandmother, nigga.
Ah yo.
up.
Let's ride on them stupid right now.
out.

Well now they all say they and parasites.
and all they might
Thug break night.
till we fist fight.
Life or death. But you can't win a vest.
But there be no breathing for the reason
bitch on your breath.
I see day is dark and I admit dark.
So ?
Beware marks.
And yo, Makaveli, give me them bullets that was left for belly.
And let me bust back to them niggas till all sweaty.