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Versuri 2PAC - Outlaw(feat. Dramacydal

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[Tupac]

That's right nigga you gotta get your papers in this motherfucker

I ain't mad at ya at all (damn)

Aiyyo, what the fuck you wanna be when you grow up RahRah?



[RahRah] Nigga, is you stupid, I wanna be a motherfuckin Outlaw

[Tupac] That's right nigga, hahaha.. housin these hoes, you feel me?

[RahRah] Aight, knowhatI'msayin?

[Tupac] You got to do that shit, keepin it real nigga or what?

[RahRah] Keepin it real!

[Tupac] How old are you nigga?

[RahRah] I'm eleven



[Tupac]

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, bitches in, too

In fact they be the reasons niggaz get to bleedin

Pull the fuckin 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 motherfuckers to bleed, they'll label me a



[Chorus]

Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw (They came in to sin)

Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw (Dear God, I wonder could you save me?)



[Tupac]

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 niggaz in masks

Sent with the task to harass and murder my ass

Will I last? Heaven or Hell? Freedom or jail?

Shit'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 niggaz die, murder without a motive

by making motherfuckers fry

Got me runnin from these coward-ass crooked-ass cops

Helicopters tryin to hover over niggaz til we drop

Got no time for the courts, my only thought is open fire

Hit the district attorney, but fuck that bitch, cause she's a lie

Now it's time to expire, I see the judge, spray the bitch

"Motherfuckers 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



[Chorus]



[Dramacydal]

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 niggaz lose they chest

For ordinary reasons niggaz bodies put to rest

So I just.. swallow my Beck's and holla, "Fuck em!"

And if I'm next.. just let a nigga step with somethin

I ain't fearin nuttin



Young and thuggin, prepared for bustin if that's my destiny

Ready for whatever, see you niggaz 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 niggaz sprayin up my block, tryin to take my wealth



[Chorus 2X]



[Tupac]

Fuck the judge, I gotta grudge

Punk police, niggaz run the streets

Hahah, it ain't nuttin but muuuuzik

Shit's changed

1995 the game has changed, motherfuckers 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 motherfuckers actin less than G's

Stop bein a playa-hater, be a innovator nigga

Fuck that shit, don't be no entertainer and a stranger

Be a real motherfucker keep it real pack that steel

Cause you know these streets is real deal

Muh'fuckers wanna see me in my casket

Jealous, motherfuckin bastards

I never die, thug niggaz multiply

Cause after me is Thug Life baby

Then the young thugs

Then the youngest thug of all my nigga RahRah

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