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Outlaw
Bow down to somethin' greater yourself, trick
Individuals capable of enormous amounts of chin checks and eye
know
You watchin', but you ain't seein' what lies before you,
Picture if you will seven human beings, blessed with the gift of speech
The to reach
Each nigga on every
May the heavenly father look down and be of what transpired
Since the day the was planted
The G grew but we he'd rise up quick
Smoked out, out, all into shit
Just me and my dogs, like hogs
Immortalz
What follows is the
What was the glue
lies between is the fiction
Don't fuck around and it true

My adversaries when we rumble it's a catastrophe
I pull revenge on bitch niggas that me
my alias is Makaveli
A loaded three-fifty-seven with hollow points to a belly
Bust him to see if he
He shoulda fucked around with a sick-ass nigga like me
They call my out and niggas run
Best be prepared for the Outlawz, we come

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

I be shinin' white diamonds and crystal
Glistenin' holdin'
The simple, fold up and roll up dead presidentials, sew up all the potential
Million, billion dollar potential
Sort it, call on a nigga I'll be sure to get you
cash bro, fast yo, for my Kastro
Blast and I'mma yo past all these Glass Joes
And assholes who claim, like they be runnin'
I be those same niggas runnin' late, to their fate

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

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

It's the imperial serial
Mussolini mentally unstable G status
So you can't see me drug
Riding jets, Rag Vette's
Shakin' bitches and snitches and on sets
Inglewoods banger, keepin' one in the
For the anger that I build inside, it's time to ride
Suicidal thoughts fuckin' no end to revenge
Fuck any, my Mussolini

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

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

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

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

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

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