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In the we live 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? Niggas listenin.
Stuck in positions. If victims stand the heat,
Then the fuck out the kitchen.
these bustas switchin, lookin at me mean.
Itchin, givin plenty space.
Have these bitch snitchin.
Where are we now? Guns daily.
The feds surely hope that they could nail me for sellin dope.
They backwards, tracks burst whenever I rap.
Attack. Words bein to explode on contact.
at times. Blinded by my passion and fury.
Look at me laugh at my flashin my jewelry.
You'd silent if you niggas knew 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 ain't my team.
nobody holdin you back. Explode the track to confetti.
Unload it. 'cause niggas ready. The life of an outlaw.

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

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

And I'm still on lost in the of the lonely.
Where ain't holy. A matter of a fact, we unholy.
Everybody livin for themselves. Too hostile on a land hell.
need me. You know we lost hope and we needin it.
Wit the evil it's forever. But it be low down, scandalouz
Like a is. All for the street fame on how to be managed.
To plan shit. 6 in advaced to what we plotted.
Approved to go on 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 morning. Peepin out the weak.
While they and let my cloud speak for it's self.
No doubt. Outlaw. Outta my mind, outta time. all blind.
Some kind of of mine Kato don't mind.
Findin it funny, of fact, 'cause it is.
Perhaps finally I look at that true over the 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.
Snakes and all they
Life break night.
Drink till we fight.
or death. But you can't win with a vest.
But there won't be no for the reason
bitch on your breath.
I see day is dark and I it's dark.
So ?
foolin marks.
And yo, Makaveli, me them bullets that was left for PO's belly.
And let me bust to them niggas till they all sweaty.