This go out to C. Delores Tucker, Bob Dole
And anybody else that feel like, uh
They stronger than the Constitution
Freedom of speech, big baby, freedom of speech
Hahahaha, Outlawz!
Rap music, I hate that!
It's just so violent and it destroys everybody
It makes the kids crazy, the kids kill people, they're cop-haters
They're going against society, I don't understand the music
It's too loud, it's too loud, it's too rowdy, it's too violent
Let's ban all rap music
Ban 2Pac, ban the Outlaw Immortalz
Ban 'em!
Listen, it ain't no stoppin', I gotta hustle
Cop it and make it double, try to stop it or touch it
I'ma cock it, blast it and touch it
Just tryna get it addicted to fast livin'
Get rich or die tryin', nigga, ask 50
I been operatin' under thug laws as a warrior
Oppressed by the industry, the hip-hop government
Watched and harassed by the hip-hop police
Why you think Nas screamin' "Hip-hop, deceased!"
No substance, all these judges got grudges
Givin' my nigga life for a little next to nothin'
So wherever you are, just a lil' extra somethin'
You ain't the only one, we all goin' through the struggle
Penny-pinchin', it's like you really ain't livin'
Resultin' in 211's, cookin' in the kitchen
Like we lookin' and we wishin', prayin' will he hear it
It's eatin' at my spirit, speakin' from experience
You can't break me, never make me busta softer, peace
This Outlaw style got a brother off the streets
Mr. Lora Tucker, sue me, I won't stop
'Til we get justice for these crooked cops on my block
Time Warner full of sissies, tell 'em all to miss me
A bunch of hypocrites, whistlin' Dixie
Good riddance 'cause you never shoulda touched me
You cowards knew you couldn't take the pressure
I'ma make you sorry, trust me
Niggas cried when they dropped me, can they stop me?
Tryna sell four million copies
If I wasn't spittin', it'd be prison or death
This rap game all we got left
So try to comprehend where we comin' from
Life as an Outlaw ain't meant for everyone
So here we come, recognize how we organize
Strategize, now we unified brothers on the rise
And we can't stop
No way, no how
We got to keep movin' and puttin' it down
We can't stop, stop 'til we reach the top
And through the music we speak to the flocks, believe it or not
I don't know what you been told
Real niggas don't stay on the go
Can't stop 'til I get there, and no
Won't stop 'til I get that, keep rollin'
Bury me with a Makaveli suit and a MAC
If God strike me with lightnin', I'm shootin' him back
Skinny 'cause I don't work out, my man is in the gym
Long as I'm strong enough to put a hammer on your chin
Trapped in a storm, fuck the world 'til I'm gone
I'm buckin' at Corey Booker, he treatin' my niggas wrong
Until I'm gone, they gon' see who I be
I'm pitchin' these bricks, thuggin' from the penitentiary
See, mysteriously it seems, through my deepest thoughts and dreams
It's all wrong, Pop too long gone, and now 18
I'm stranded on my own, abandoned here in the zone
Protect my throne, pal, like a king, Al Capone style
Fake no jacks on this grind, nigga, I get mine
Livin' life as a don, guess Gortex, Louis Vuitton
Yeah, your boy's back with the proper team
When they think I'm wearin' red, I'ma rock the green
On a whole 'nother episode, cops never heard it yet
The other side'll hide down the block from the murder set
Catch him anywhere with the fifth
When it's hot on Nu, he G-ridin' from the Clair to the Bricks
So gangsta how he switch from the Clair to the Bricks
Niggas hate it but they scared of the Fifth
(And we won't stop) Outlawz!
No way, no how
We got to keep movin' and puttin' it down
We can't stop, stop 'til we reach the top
And through the music we speak to the flocks, believe it or not
I don't know what you been told
Real niggas don't stay on the go
Can't stop 'til I get there, and no
Won't stop 'til I get that, keep rollin'
This rap game like a robbery
'Cause it seems somebody hidin' me, my nigga
Make a motherfucker cop the key
Motherfucker, no stoppin' me, my nigga
It's Mussolini, see me all in the mist
I'm still chillin' like a bottle of
Cris', enemies shot but they missed
So when you see me, baby, give me a kiss
The one posin' with the frozen wrists
Outlaw immortalized, we survived the curse
So I claim it like I'm buggin' turf
Yeah, it's Eazy-E, I'm puttin' in work
Not the neezy, you wanna jerk
Call me Squeezy, I'm ready to murk
Outlaw, Makaveli, nigga, ready to blow
So baby, are you ready to go?
"Outlaw, my nigga!" what they screamin' tonight
For Big Syke'll put the thug in your life (Yo!)
Don't stop (Don't stop), keep goin' (Keep goin')
Even when the wheels fall off, we keep rollin' (Keep rollin')
This hip-hop thing just won't stop
It's number one at the top of the charts, here to stay like 'Pac
Man, I just can't let it go, it's in my bloodstream (Geah)
So when I flow, I gotta do my thug thang (That's right)
For the hood, the underprivileged and oppressed
Young niggas gettin' rich, cash, no checks
We take hood life, put it on wax
Get stacks, now we livin' the good life
Car brand new and it shine so clean
Bought Mama a house off spit sixteen
Now we sittin' clean in the latest edition
From the block to the movie screen, keepin' it gushin'
Recognize how we organize, strategize
Now we unified brothers on the rise
And we won't stop
No way, no how
We got to keep movin' and puttin' it down
We can't stop, stop 'til we reach the top
And through the music we speak to the flocks, believe it or not
I don't know what you been told
Real niggas don't stay on the go
Can't stop 'til I get there, and no
Won't stop 'til I get that, keep rollin'
Outlawz!
Outlawz!
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