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Outlaw
Bow down to somethin' than yourself, trick
Individuals of enormous amounts of chin checks and eye swolls
They
You watchin', but you ain't seein' what lies before you,
Picture if you will seven deadly human beings, blessed with the of speech
The power to
nigga 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 rise up
Smoked out, loc'ed out, all shit
Just me and my dogs, livin' like
Immortalz
What follows is the
What was the glue
What lies between is the
Don't around and make it true

My adversaries crumble when we rumble a catastrophe
I pull revenge on bitch niggas that me
Plus my alias is
A three-fifty-seven with hollow 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
Best be for the Outlawz, here we come

They call me Fatal, it's a two game table
I'm robbin' ya niggas' 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 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 streets of the coast
Young Gunz and niggas bleed, I see Mo

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

My alias is Na-poleon, and I'd rather be
again before these motherfuckers leave me sufferin'
But it ain't nothin', and I got no time for no
Befo' a nigga finish with 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, would (Boo-Yaa!)
Perhaps it's a must, I'm facin' cases, 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 these playa hatin' bitches, ask me
When we

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

They call me Idi, from the of seedy
Young nigga greedy, so I'm up on these niggas easy
It ain't nuttin, 'cause if wantin' somethin'
So I'mma commence to dumpin' stomp down and struck up my beat is bumpin, Thuggin
To my fuckin last note, with and Kastro
Who you was on that asshole, don't 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
and cocky quick to hit your bitch if she jock me
Severely addicted to livin' like a felon while beefin'
With rookie cops the cookie rocks a 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 me against myself
With all these backstabbin' snakes grabbin' at my wealth

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

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

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