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Outlaw
Bow down to somethin' than yourself, trick
Individuals capable of enormous amounts of chin checks and eye
know
You watchin', but you ain't seein' lies before you, biatch
Picture if you will seven deadly human beings, blessed with the gift of
The to reach
Each nigga on street
May the heavenly father look down and be of what transpired
the day the seed was planted
The G grew but we he'd rise up quick
out, loc'ed out, all into shit
Just me and my dogs, livin' hogs
Outlaw
What is the story
What was the glue
What lies is the fiction
Don't around and make it true

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

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

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

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

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

It's the imperial killer
Mussolini mentally unstable G status
So you see me drug warlord
Riding jets, Rag Vette's
Shakin' bitches and snitches and on sets
banger, keepin' one in the chamber
For the anger I build inside, when it's time to ride
Suicidal lurk fuckin' no end to revenge
Fuck any, my alias

They call me Idi, from the side of
Young nigga greedy, so I'm runnin up on niggas easy
It nuttin, 'cause if they 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 asshole, don't ask though
Outlaw doin this dit-nirt on the sli-zow
Ain't no chance to hide we ride

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

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

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

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

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