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Outlaw
Bow down to somethin' greater than yourself,
Individuals capable of enormous amounts of chin and eye swolls
know
You watchin', but you ain't seein' lies before you, biatch
Picture if you seven deadly human beings, blessed with the gift of speech
The power to
Each on every street
May the heavenly father look down and be proud of transpired
the day the seed was planted
The G grew but we knew he'd up quick
Smoked out, loc'ed out, all shit
me and my dogs, livin' like hogs
Outlaw
What is the story
What was the glue
What between is the fiction
Don't fuck around and it true

My adversaries when we rumble it's a catastrophe
I pull revenge on niggas that blasted me
Plus my is Makaveli
A loaded with hollow points to a nigga belly
Bust him to see if he
He shoulda never fucked around a sick-ass nigga like me
call my name out and niggas run
Best be prepared for the Outlawz, we come

They call me Hussein Fatal, it's a two table
I'm robbin' ya cradle with a knife in your navel
Rap-related, criminally activated and
I wouldn't wanna be you behind my fuckin' Eagle
Til the end, I'm all friends and enemies
You see I got to make you freeze, to touch me you need ten of these
Complete most, wanted on the of the East coast
Young Gunz and niggas bleed, I see Mo

I be shinin' like white and crystal
holdin' pistols
The mission's simple, up and roll up dead presidentials, sew up all the potential
Million, billion baller potential
Sort it, call on a nigga I'll be sure to get you
Take cash bro, fast yo, for my
Blast and last yo past all these Glass Joes
And assholes who claim, like they be thangs
I be gunnin' those niggas runnin' late, to their fate

My alias is Na-poleon, and I'd rather be
Robbin' again before these leave me sufferin'
But it ain't nothin', and I got no for no bluffin'
Befo' a nigga finish with puttin' in I betta end up with somethin'
I think these niggas got the fucked up
If they don't believe, that a young nigga like me, bust (Boo-Yaa!)
Perhaps it's a must, I'm facin' cases, fuck
Is what I'm screamin' when these money cops be chasin'

Thug nigga we die
No on these playa hatin' bitches, ask me why
When we
Thug nigga we die
No mercy on these playa hatin' bitches, ask me
we ride

It's the imperial killer
Alias Mussolini mentally G status
So you can't see me drug
Riding jets, Rag Vette's
bitches and snitches and trippin' on sets
Inglewoods banger, keepin' one in the
For the anger that I build inside, when it's to ride
Suicidal thoughts lurk fuckin' no end to
any, my alias Mussolini

They call me Idi, the side of seedy
Young nigga greedy, so I'm runnin up on these easy
It ain't nuttin, 'cause if wantin' somethin'
So I'mma commence to dumpin' stomp down and up while my beat is bumpin, Thuggin
To my last note, with Lo-Pole and Kastro
Who you thought was on that asshole, ask though
Outlaw Immortalz doin dit-nirt on the sli-zow
Ain't no chance to hide we ride

My Khadafi, Trump tight so feds can't copy
Six-three and cocky quick to hit bitch if she jock me
Severely addicted to livin' a fuckin' felon while beefin'
rookie cops the cookie rocks a nigga sellin'
Since a I been livin life defiant, nickel plated chrome
Got this baby Capone lookin' a giant, and I ain't lyin'
It's like it's me against
With all these backstabbin' snakes at my fuckin wealth

Mo Khomeini terrorist, mad man killer
The bottom of the river where the body and shivers
I'm that nigga with the fifty cap pouch, the murderous stacks
That increase, while motherfuckers eat beef
It's been a road, a lot of episodes
And as the Glock loads, I gotta teach
Reach hoes, make 'em feel a when I'm mashin'
Now I'm surpassin' any

Thug 'til we die
No mercy on these playa bitches, ask me why 
When we
nigga 'til we die
No mercy on these playa hatin' bitches, ask me
we ride

Thug nigga we die
No mercy on these playa bitches, ask me why 
When we
Thug nigga we die
No mercy on these hatin' bitches, ask me why 
we ride

Outlaw Immortalz
Y'all niggas fade this ol crazy shit
Makaveli, Hussein, Kastro, Khadafi,
Amin, Naploleon,
y'all really wanna do?
Like them said
"What you do?
If you could fuck me and my crew"
Life, yeah nigga
Flashin' on niggas Thug Life
year we Thug Life
But we Outlaw
We die nigga, but we multiply, we legends nigga
Like I'll make you motherfucker
I'm talkin' Newsweek and Time Magazine and all that ol good shit
My make the papers baby
My niggas the front page