That's right nigga you gotta get your papers up in this motherfucker I ain't mad at ya at all
[Tupac]
hey yo, what tha fuck you wanna be when you grow up Ra Ra
[Rah Rah]
Nigga, is you stupid, I wanna be a motherfuckin outlaw
[Tupac]
that's right nigga, hahaha, house'n these ho's, you feel me?
[Tupac]
you gotta do that shit, keepen it real nigga or what ?
[Rah Rah]
keepin' it real!
[Tupac]
How old are you nigga?
[Rah Rah]
i'm 11
[Tupac]
cause all I see is Murder murder my mind state preoccupied with homicide tryin to survive through this trial and rape dead bodies at block parties those unlucky bastards gunfire now they require maybe closed casket who can you blame ? it's insane what we did do witness an evil that these men do bitches see it too infact they be the reasons niggas get to bleedin but i'll fucken fire when I leave'em I shoulda seen'em hostile ho's catch elbows and grows disposed of and snitches get dealt with, with no love body bags of adversaries that I had to bury I broke tha law and their jaw all in tha same flurry but never worry they'll remember me through history causen motherfuckers to bleed they'll label me an
Chorus Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw they came into sin Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw Dear God, I wonder can you save me?
Before I close my eyes I fantasize i'm livin well and I awaken realizen i'm just in prison in hell just as well cause in my cell i'm keeping pictures of these bastards excersisein' visualizing' everyone inside a casket picture me blasted surrounded by niggas in masks sent with tha task to harass and murder my ass will I last ? Heaven or Hell ? Freedom or Jail ? shit's hard who can you tell ? and if we fail ? high speeds and tie weed on tha freeway when will they learn to take it easy ? driveby's and niggas die murder without a motive by making motherfuckers fry got me runnin' from these coward ass crooked ass cops helicopters tryin ta hover over niggas till we drops Got no time for tha courts my only thought is open fire hit tha district attorney but, fuck that bitch, cause she's a lie now it's time to expire I see tha judge spray tha bitch 'motherfuckers is crooked !' is what I scream and hit tha fence I cominse to get wicked spitten rounds as tha plot thickens never missen 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 and label me an
Chorus Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw they came into sin Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw Dear God, I wonder, could ya save me ?
Society lied to me I ain't never gonna try ta be my mob will be doin roberies and stickups on these wannabe's I witnessed niggas lose they chest for ordinary reasons niggas bodies put ta rest so I just.. swallow my becks and holla 'fuck'em' and if i'm next just leta nigga step with somethin' I ain't fearin nothen young and thugin prepared for bustin if that's my destiny ready for whatever see you niggas can't get tha best of me (hold me down) definately no need for askin (now he mad) top speed (smokin weed) Blasted (biotch) cause when I bust'em they gonna shiver tha killers cry soldiers got bodies floaten in tha river what is they sayin ? talken about prayin' they need to stop that ain't gonna help these niggas sprayin up my block tryin ta take my wealth
Chorus Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw They came into sin Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw Dear God, I wonder could ya save me ? Outlaw, Outlaw They came into sin Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw Dear God, I wonder could ya save me ?
[Tupac]
fuck tha judge, I gotta gruge punk police, niggas run tha streets it ain't nothen but muuuuzik shits changed 1995 tha games has changed motherfuckers is actin real strange the rules is all rearranged you got babies lyin' dead in tha streets these punk police is crooked as me but all I see is mothafuckers actin' less than G's stop bein a playa-hater be an inovator nigga fuck that shit don't be no entertainer and a stranger be a real mothafucker keep it real pack that steel cause you know these streets is real deal mothafuckers wanna see me in my casket jelous, mothafucken bastards i'll never die thug niggas multiply cause after me is Thug Life baby then tha young thugs then tha youngest thug of all my nigga Ra Ra
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That's right nigga you gotta get your papers up in this motherfucker I ain't mad at ya at all
[Tupac]
hey yo, what tha fuck you wanna be when you grow up Ra Ra
[Rah Rah]
Nigga, is you stupid, I wanna be a motherfuckin outlaw
[Tupac]
that's right nigga, hahaha, house'n these ho's, you feel me?
[Tupac]
you gotta do that shit, keepen it real nigga or what ?
[Rah Rah]
keepin' it real!
[Tupac]
How old are you nigga?
[Rah Rah]
i'm 11
[Tupac]
cause all I see is Murder murder my mind state preoccupied with homicide tryin to survive through this trial and rape dead bodies at block parties those unlucky bastards gunfire now they require maybe closed casket who can you blame ? it's insane what we did do witness an evil that these men do bitches see it too infact they be the reasons niggas get to bleedin but i'll fucken fire when I leave'em I shoulda seen'em hostile ho's catch elbows and grows disposed of and snitches get dealt with, with no love body bags of adversaries that I had to bury I broke tha law and their jaw all in tha same flurry but never worry they'll remember me through history causen motherfuckers to bleed they'll label me an
Chorus Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw they came into sin Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw Dear God, I wonder can you save me?
Before I close my eyes I fantasize i'm livin well and I awaken realizen i'm just in prison in hell just as well cause in my cell i'm keeping pictures of these bastards excersisein' visualizing' everyone inside a casket picture me blasted surrounded by niggas in masks sent with tha task to harass and murder my ass will I last ? Heaven or Hell ? Freedom or Jail ? shit's hard who can you tell ? and if we fail ? high speeds and tie weed on tha freeway when will they learn to take it easy ? driveby's and niggas die murder without a motive by making motherfuckers fry got me runnin' from these coward ass crooked ass cops helicopters tryin ta hover over niggas till we drops Got no time for tha courts my only thought is open fire hit tha district attorney but, fuck that bitch, cause she's a lie now it's time to expire I see tha judge spray tha bitch 'motherfuckers is crooked !' is what I scream and hit tha fence I cominse to get wicked spitten rounds as tha plot thickens never missen 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 and label me an
Chorus Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw they came into sin Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw Dear God, I wonder, could ya save me ?
Society lied to me I ain't never gonna try ta be my mob will be doin roberies and stickups on these wannabe's I witnessed niggas lose they chest for ordinary reasons niggas bodies put ta rest so I just.. swallow my becks and holla 'fuck'em' and if i'm next just leta nigga step with somethin' I ain't fearin nothen young and thugin prepared for bustin if that's my destiny ready for whatever see you niggas can't get tha best of me (hold me down) definately no need for askin (now he mad) top speed (smokin weed) Blasted (biotch) cause when I bust'em they gonna shiver tha killers cry soldiers got bodies floaten in tha river what is they sayin ? talken about prayin' they need to stop that ain't gonna help these niggas sprayin up my block tryin ta take my wealth
Chorus Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw They came into sin Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw Dear God, I wonder could ya save me ? Outlaw, Outlaw They came into sin Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw Dear God, I wonder could ya save me ?
[Tupac]
fuck tha judge, I gotta gruge punk police, niggas run tha streets it ain't nothen but muuuuzik shits changed 1995 tha games has changed motherfuckers is actin real strange the rules is all rearranged you got babies lyin' dead in tha streets these punk police is crooked as me but all I see is mothafuckers actin' less than G's stop bein a playa-hater be an inovator nigga fuck that shit don't be no entertainer and a stranger be a real mothafucker keep it real pack that steel cause you know these streets is real deal mothafuckers wanna see me in my casket jelous, mothafucken bastards i'll never die thug niggas multiply cause after me is Thug Life baby then tha young thugs then tha youngest thug of all my nigga Ra Ra
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