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Outlaw
Bow down to somethin' greater than yourself,
Individuals of enormous amounts of chin checks and eye swolls
They
You watchin', but you seein' what lies before you, biatch
Picture if you will seven human beings, blessed with the gift of speech
The to reach
Each on every street
May the heavenly father look down and be of what transpired
Since the day the was planted
The G grew but we knew he'd up quick
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 fuck around and it true

My adversaries when we rumble it's a catastrophe
I pull on bitch niggas that blasted me
my alias is Makaveli
A loaded three-fifty-seven with hollow to a nigga belly
him to see if he bleed
He shoulda never fucked with a sick-ass nigga like me
They call my name out and run
be prepared for the Outlawz, here we come

They call me Fatal, it's a two game table
I'm robbin' ya niggas' cradle with a knife in your
Rap-related, criminally and evil
I wouldn't be you behind my fuckin' Desert Eagle
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 East
Young fire and niggas bleed, I see Mo

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

My is motherfuckin' Na-poleon, and I'd rather be
Robbin' again before these motherfuckers leave me
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 me, would bust (Boo-Yaa!)
Perhaps it's a must, I'm facin' cases, probation
Is what I'm screamin' these money hungry cops be chasin'

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

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

They me Idi, from the side of seedy
Young greedy, so I'm runnin up on these niggas easy
It ain't nuttin, 'cause if wantin' somethin'
So commence to dumpin' stomp down and struck up while my beat is bumpin, Thuggin
To my fuckin note, with Lo-Pole and Kastro
Who you thought was on asshole, don't ask though
Outlaw Immortalz doin this dit-nirt on the
no chance to hide when we ride

My alias Khadafi, tight so feds can't copy
Six-three and cocky quick to hit your if she jock me
Severely addicted to livin' like a felon while beefin'
With cops the cookie rocks a nigga sellin'
Since a short I been life defiant, nickel plated chrome
Got baby Capone lookin' like a giant, and I ain't lyin'
It's like me against myself
With all these backstabbin' snakes grabbin' at my fuckin

Mo goes terrorist, mad man killer
The bottom of the where the body lays and shivers
I'm that nigga with the fifty cap pouch, with the stacks
increase, while these motherfuckers eat beef
It's been a road, a lot of episodes
And as the loads, I gotta teach hoes
Reach hoes, 'em feel a nigga when I'm mashin'
Now I'm any assassin

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

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

Outlaw Immortalz
Y'all can't fade this ol crazy shit
Makaveli, Hussein, Kastro, Khadafi,
Amin, Naploleon,
What really wanna do?
Like them said
"What you do?
If you could with me and my crew"
Thug Life, yeah
on niggas Thug Life right?
This we Thug Life
But we Outlaw
We die nigga, but we multiply, we like nigga
Like I'll you famous motherfucker
I'm talkin' about Newsweek and Time Magazine and all that ol good
My make the papers baby
My niggas make the front