E.D.I. Mean - Outlaw lyrics

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E.D.I. Mean - Outlaw lyrics

[Intro: 2Pac & RahRah] That's right n***a you gotta get your papers in this motherf**er I ain't mad at ya at all (damn) Aiyyo, what the f** you wanna be when you grow up RahRah? n***a, is you stupid, I wanna be a motherf**in' Outlaw That's right n***a, hahaha.. housin' these hoes, you feel me? Aight, you know what I'm sayin'? You got to do that sh**, keepin' it real n***a or what? Keepin' it real! How old are you n***a? I'm eleven [Verse 1: 2Pac] 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 ba*tards Gunfire now they require many closed caskets Who can you blame? It's insane what we been through Witnessin' evil that these men do, b**hes sin too In fact they be the reasons n***as get to bleedin' Pull 'n' f**in' 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**ers to bleed, they'll label me a [Hook] Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw (They came in to sin) Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw (Dear God, I wonder could you save me?) [Verse 2: 2Pac] 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 ba*tards Exercisin', visualizin', everyone inside a casket Picture me blasted, surrounded by n***as in masks Sent with the task to hara** and murder my a** Will I last? Heaven or Hell? Freedom or jail? sh**'s hard, who can you tell? And if we fail? High speeds, and Thai weed on the freeway When will they learn to take it easy? Uh Drive-by's and n***as die, murder without a motive By makin' motherf**ers fry Got me runnin' from these coward-a** crooked-a** cops Helicopters tryna hover over n***as 'til we drop Got no time for the courts, my only thought is open fire Hit the district attorney, but f** that b**h, cause she's a liar Now it's time to expire, I see the judge, spray the b**h "Motherf**ers is crooked," is what I scream, and hit the fence I commence 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 [Hook] Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw (They came in to sin) Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw (Dear God, I wonder could you save me?) [Verse 3: Dramacydal] [Kadafi] 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***as lose they chest For ordinary reasons n***as bodies put to rest [Kastro] So I just ... swallow my Beck's and holla, "f** 'em!" And if I'm next ... just let a n***a step with somethin' I ain't fearin' nuttin' [EDI Amin(Kastro)] Young and thuggin', prepared for bustin' if that's my destiny Ready for whatever, see you n***as can't get the best of me (hold me down) Definitely no need for askin' (now he mashin') Top speed (smokin' weed) laughin' (biotch!) [Napoleon] Cause when I bust 'em they gonna shiver, the k**ers cry Soldiers got bodies floatin' in the river, what is they sayin'? Talkin' 'bout prayin' [Kadafi] They need to stop, that ain't gon' help These n***as sprayin' up my block [Napolean] Tryin' to take my wealth [Hook] Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw (They came in to sin) Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw (Dear God, I wonder could you save me?) Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw (They came in to sin) Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw (Dear God, I wonder could you save me?) [Outro: 2Pac] f** the judge, I gotta grudge Punk police, n***as run the streets Hahah, it ain't nuttin' but muuuusic sh**'s changed 1995 the game has changed, motherf**ers 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**ers actin less than G's Stop bein' a playa-hater, be a innovator n***a f** that sh**, don't be no entertainer and a stranger Be a real motherf**er keep it real pack that steel Cause you know these streets is real ill Muh'f**ers wanna see me in my casket Jealous, motherf**in' ba*tards I never die, thug n***as multiply Cause after me is Thug Life baby Then the young thugs Then the youngest thug of all, my n***a RahRah!

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