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Yo check it So many folks out there jealous of yo riches Multiply the stitches Eradicate em leave em in ditches These hyprocrite Still suckin' lady liberty **** I aint backin down **** Til burnt to rubbles i got troubles Just cuz im a stolen man My enemy aint even in another land My enemies be of the USA so i give a **** what a cop say Justice aint never there for us All they show is guns to bust Faced off closed caskets open caskets The nerve of these ******** We gettin paid off Even though ya cant bring back the dead Tears still going to shed From all of the hurt and bloodshed My nigguhs need to reunite **** black n white Thats just a game the media love to play So they led us astray Followin' the path of these devils Rebuke these ******* So i had no choice but to be a rebel See me uh this is tha life of an outlaw In the 90s fools didnt hear me though To caught up in the dope cash flow Yo i got rocks to go and fiends to blow Yea even though we lost in the eye of the father why bother Cuz we on some ******** The matrix Got us actin like dumb tricks Cant make our own profit If we rebuilt our **** Lets make it bulletproof So it'll be hard to knock it Al sharpton jesse jackson Cant see the actions They house ******* Only get a pension for the White surpremacys satisfaction Yea we know jesse killed king And the crows sing ****** ****** blast homie Tell me what ya see now If i showed u lynchin' of me Would u still smile? Or go buckwild **** the fortune and fame My momma had to struggle man Tryna keep.out the prison system But they provoke a ***** So i gotta show em im not ya average ***** Uh when i fight back they get mad When we get surpressed and bow They get glad Uh even though never had my dad Son of ***** Left me with missing puzzle pieces Of life so i had to find a fit And get this americas a culprit Guilty of killin' us since slavery Ask the indians about thanksgiving And how they living? And bet they smack the **** outta you Make you get a clue So the words i speaks is nothing but true Vanish demons and replenishin' Souls through barrel gunfire life expire Dont ya know never step to my crew ? Only a few Can be down so indulge the silence In yo jaw Or else be prepared to face a millions Vexed outlaws This is the life of an outlaw outlaw
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Sep 27, 2015
Sep 27, 2015 at 4:27 PM UTC
Life as an Outlaw
Yo check it So many folks out there jealous of yo riches Multiply the stitches Eradicate em leave em in ditches These hyprocrite Still suckin' lady liberty **** I aint backin down **** Til burnt to rubbles i got troubles Just cuz im a stolen man My enemy aint even in another land My enemies be of the USA so i give a **** what a cop say Justice aint never there for us All they show is guns to bust Faced off closed caskets open caskets The nerve of these ******** We gettin paid off Even though ya cant bring back the dead Tears still going to shed From all of the hurt and bloodshed My nigguhs need to reunite **** black n white Thats just a game the media love to play So they led us astray Followin' the path of these devils Rebuke these ******* So i had no choice but to be a rebel See me uh this is tha life of an outlaw In the 90s fools didnt hear me though To caught up in the dope cash flow Yo i got rocks to go and fiends to blow Yea even though we lost in the eye of the father why bother Cuz we on some ******** The matrix Got us actin like dumb tricks Cant make our own profit If we rebuilt our **** Lets make it bulletproof So it'll be hard to knock it Al sharpton jesse jackson Cant see the actions They house ******* Only get a pension for the White surpremacys satisfaction Yea we know jesse killed king And the crows sing ****** ****** blast homie Tell me what ya see now If i showed u lynchin' of me Would u still smile? Or go buckwild **** the fortune and fame My momma had to struggle man Tryna keep.out the prison system But they provoke a ***** So i gotta show em im not ya average ***** Uh when i fight back they get mad When we get surpressed and bow They get glad Uh even though never had my dad Son of ***** Left me with missing puzzle pieces Of life so i had to find a fit And get this americas a culprit Guilty of killin' us since slavery Ask the indians about thanksgiving And how they living? And bet they smack the **** outta you Make you get a clue So the words i speaks is nothing but true Vanish demons and replenishin' Souls through barrel gunfire life expire Dont ya know never step to my crew ? Only a few Can be down so indulge the silence In yo jaw Or else be prepared to face a millions Vexed outlaws This is the life of an outlaw outlaw
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Sep 27, 2015
Sep 27, 2015 at 4:27 PM UTC
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