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Outlaw
Bow down to somethin' greater yourself, trick
Individuals capable of amounts of chin checks and eye swolls
They
You watchin', but you ain't seein' lies before you, biatch
Picture if you will seven deadly human beings, blessed with the of speech
The to reach
Each nigga on every
May the father look down and be proud of what transpired
the day the seed was planted
The G but we knew he'd rise up quick
Smoked out, loc'ed out, all shit
Just me and my dogs, like hogs
Outlaw
What is the story
What proceeded was the
What lies 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
my alias is Makaveli
A loaded three-fifty-seven with points to a nigga belly
Bust him to see if he
He never fucked around with a sick-ass nigga like me
They my name out and niggas run
be prepared for the Outlawz, here we come

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

I be like white diamonds and crystal
Glistenin' holdin'
The simple, fold up and roll up dead presidentials, sew up all the potential
Million, dollar baller potential
Sort it, oughta call on a I'll be sure to get you
Take bro, fast yo, for my Kastro
Blast and I'mma yo past all these Glass Joes
And assholes who claim, they be runnin' thangs
I be gunnin' those same niggas runnin' late, to 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'
a nigga finish with puttin' in work I betta end up with somethin'
I think these niggas got the fucked up
If they don't believe, that a young nigga me, would bust (Boo-Yaa!)
Perhaps a must, I'm facin' cases, fuck probation
Is what I'm screamin' when these money cops be chasin'

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

the imperial serial killer
Alias Mussolini mentally G status
So you can't see me drug
Concorde jets, Rag Vette's
Shakin' and snitches and trippin' on sets
banger, keepin' one in the chamber
For the anger I build inside, when it's time to ride
Suicidal thoughts lurk no end to revenge
Fuck any, my alias

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

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

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

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

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

Outlaw baby
Y'all niggas can't fade this ol shit
Makaveli, Hussein, Kastro, Khadafi,
Amin, Naploleon,
What y'all really do?
Like niggas said
"What you do?
If you fuck with me and my crew"
Thug Life, yeah
Flashin' on niggas Thug Life
This year we Life
But we Outlaw
We die nigga, but we multiply, we like nigga
I'll make you famous motherfucker
I'm talkin' about and Time Magazine and all that ol good shit
My make the papers baby
My make the front page