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

Why explain the Niggas ain't listenin.
Stuck in positions. If victims stand the heat,
Then stay the out the kitchen.
Have bustas switchin, lookin at me mean.
Itchin, suckas plenty space.
Have these niggas snitchin.
Where are we now? found daily.
The feds surely hope that could finally nail me for sellin dope.
backwards, make tracks burst whenever I rap.
Attack. bein known to explode on contact.
at times. Blinded by my passion and fury.
Look at me at my competition's flashin my jewelry.
You'd stay silent if you niggas knew me. 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.
Ain't 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. Pull out pistols.
an eye out for the devils 'cause they itchin to get you.
Mercy to this screamin kamikaze in tongue.
Automatic gunfire makin all my run.
Who should I call I'm shot and bleedin.
Indeed the possibility has a chase in cream.
got me hatin fiends. Scheam wit my team, just a chosen few.
My foes of explosives. Come closer. Exhale the fumes.
We got memories fadin fast. A for cash.
Accelerate, mash, blast, dash.
Don't look now. How you it, raw.
Niggas ready for the wrath of the outlaws. Never surrender.
Death is for a son to stay free. I'm 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.

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

And I'm still on in the land of the lonely.
Where ain't holy. A matter of a fact, we unholy.
Everybody livin soley for themselves. Too hostile on a 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 tramp is. All for the street 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 my pillow and a hand like we freakin.
Creepin deep into morning. out the weak.
While yawnin and let my cloud speak for it's self.
No doubt. Outlaw. Outta my mind, outta time. all blind.
Some kind of life of mine Kato mind.
Findin it funny, matter of fact, it is.
Perhaps finally I look at 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 bitches now.
out.

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