Outlaw - 2Pac feat Dramacydal

That's right n_gga you gotta get your papers in this motherf_cker
I ain't mad at ya at all (damn)
Aiyyo, what the f_ck you wanna be when you grow up RahRah?

[RahRah] N_gga, is you stupid, I wanna be a motherf_ckin Outlaw
[Tupac] That's right n_gga, hahaha.. housin these hoes, you feel me?
[RahRah] Aight, knowhatI'msayin?
[Tupac] You got to do that sh_t, keepin it real n_gga or what?
[RahRah] Keepin it real!
[Tupac] How old are you n_gga?
[RahRah] I'm eleven

Cause all I see is, murder murder, my mind state
preoccupied with homicide, tryin to survive through this crime rate
Dead bodies at block parties, those unlucky bastards
Gunfire now they require may be closed casket
Who can you blame? It's insane what we dare do
Witness an evil that these men do, b_tches in, too
In fact they be the reasons n_ggaz get to bleedin
Pull the f_ckin fire when I leave em, you shoulda seen em
Hostile hoes catch elbows (beotch!) negroes disposed of
and snitches get dealt with, with no love
Body bags of adversaries that I had to bury
I broke the law and they jaw, all in the same flurry
But never worry, they'll remember me through history
Causin motherf_ckers to bleed, they'll label me a

Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw (They came in to sin)
Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw (Dear God, I wonder could you save me?)

Before I close my eyes I fantasize I'm livin well
when I awake and realize I'm just a prisoner in hell
Just as well, cause in my cell I'm keepin pictures of these bastards
Excersisin, visualizin, everyone inside a casket
Picture me blasted, surrounded by n_ggaz in masks
Sent with the task to harass and murder my ass
Will I last? Heaven or Hell? Freedom or jail?
Sh_t's hard, who can you tell? Aand if we fail?
High speeds, and thai weed on the freeway
When will they learn to take it easy? Uh
Drivebys and n_ggaz die, murder without a motive
by making motherf_ckers fry
Got me runnin from these coward-ass crooked-ass cops
Helicopters tryin to hover over n_ggaz til we drop
Got no time for the courts, my only thought is open fire
Hit the district attorney, but f_ck that b_tch, cause she's a lie
Now it's time to expire, I see the judge, spray the b_tch
"Motherf_ckers is crooked," is what I scream, and hit the fence
I comense to get wicked, spittin rounds as the plot thickens
Never missin an early grave is my only mission
If I die, never worry, bury me beside my four-five
May God forgive me, I was high, label me a


Society lied to me, I ain't never gonna try to be
My mob'll be doin robberies, and stickups on these wannabe's
I witnessed n_ggaz lose they chest
For ordinary reasons n_ggaz bodies put to rest
So I just.. swallow my Beck's and holla, "F_ck em!"
And if I'm next.. just let a n_gga step with somethin
I ain't fearin nuttin

Young and thuggin, prepared for bustin if that's my destiny
Ready for whatever, see you n_ggaz can't get the best of me
(hold me down) Definitely no need for askin
(now he mad) Top speed (smokin weed) blasted (biotch!)

Cause when I bust em they gonna shiver, the killers cry
Soldiers got bodies floatin in the river, what is they sayin?
Talkin bout prayin -- they need to stop, that ain't gon' help
These n_ggaz sprayin up my block, tryin to take my wealth

[Chorus 2X]

F_ck the judge, I gotta grudge
Punk police, n_ggaz run the streets
Hahah, it ain't nuttin but muuuuzik
Sh_t's changed
1995 the game has changed, motherf_ckers is actin REAL strange
The rules is all rearranged
You got babies lyin dead in the streets
These punk police is crooked as me
but all I see is motherf_ckers actin less than G's
Stop bein a playa-hater, be a innovator n_gga
F_ck that sh_t, don't be no entertainer and a stranger
Be a real motherf_cker keep it real pack that steel
Cause you know these streets is real deal
Muh'f_ckers wanna see me in my casket
Jealous, motherf_ckin bastards
I never die, thug n_ggaz multiply
Cause after me is Thug Life baby
Then the young thugs
Then the youngest thug of all my n_gga RahRah

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