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In the we live as thugs,
Everbody fuckin wit us so you see
It's to be a man.
wit my gun in hand.

Why explain the game? ain't listenin.
in positions. If victims can't stand the heat,
Then the fuck out the kitchen.
Have bustas switchin, lookin at me mean.
Itchin, givin suckas space.
Have bitch niggas snitchin.
Where are we now? found daily.
The feds surely hope that they could finally nail me for dope.
They backwards, make tracks burst I rap.
Attack. bein known to explode on contact.
Extreme at times. Blinded by my and fury.
Look at me laugh at my flashin my jewelry.
You'd stay if you niggas knew me. Truely effective.
The shit you heard ain't do me justice. Got a 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.
an eye out for the devils 'cause they itchin to get you.
Mercy to this screamin kamikaze in tongue.
Automatic makin all my enemies run.
Who I call when I'm shot and bleedin.
Indeed the has part a chase in cream.
Dope got me hatin fiends. Scheam wit my team, just a few.
My foes of explosives. Come closer. Exhale the fumes.
We got memories fadin fast. A for cash.
Accelerate, mash, blast, dash.
Don't now. How you like it, raw.
Niggas ain't for the wrath of the outlaws. Never surrender.
Death is for a son to free. I'm thugged out.
Fuck the world this is how they made me.
Scarred but breathin.
in me and you could see the victory.
A warrior jewels. Can you picture me?
of and outlaw.

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

And I'm still on in the land of the lonely.
Where nobody holy. A matter of a fact, we unholy.
Everybody soley for themselves. Too hostile on a land hell.
Somebody need me. You we lost hope 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 months in advaced to we plotted.
to go on swole and now I got it.

Un uh, crack my window. Knowin they'd love to Kastro sleepin.
Attach a strap under my and a hand like we freakin.
Creepin deep morning. Peepin out the weak.
While they yawnin and let my speak for it's self.
No doubt. Outlaw. Outta my mind, outta time. all blind.
Some of life of mine Kato don't mind.
Findin it funny, of fact, 'cause it is.
Perhaps I look 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 roaches and parasites.
Snakes and all might
Thug Life night.
till we fist fight.
Life or death. But you can't win a vest.
But there won't be no for the reason
bitch on your breath.
I see day is and I admit it's dark.
So ?
Beware marks.
And yo, Makaveli, give me them bullets that was for PO's belly.
And let me bust to them niggas till they all sweaty.