Good Bye Lyrics by Outlawz

Good Bye Lyrics

    We live in a world
    Where a man is judged by the color of his skin
    We can't win
    Not the content of his character
    They scared of you
    22 million black in america
    You better stand your area
    75 percent population of the prison system
    Niggas listen
    Niggas listen
    Niggas listen
    Outlawz on a mission

    Verse 1: napoleon

    So more gun shots
    By some young niggas
    And now the media consider y'all some dumb niggas
    And where you at
    I done came from that
    So i know what's on your mind when you're cocking your nine back
    Busting your bullets at them niggas on the corner
    And you aim 7 5 till your victim is a goner
    But it's more than life
    And i don't blame you
    Matter of fact i blame your parents for the shit you gonna do
    There's a lot of niggas under ten getting shot by the nine
    8 of them died and left 7 of them crying
    For the 5th and 6th time
    I'm trying to tell you dog
    You done pulled through
    Nigga i know that's where he are
    And the third second and first is when the welfare kicks in
    We joined by nothing
    'cause your ???
    Drinking
    Buying crack
    Go for drugs again
    And it make you want to go and bust your gat again
    But if you got a problem grab a pen
    Write a letter
    And send it to the outlawz
    We'll try to make it better
    My young soldier
    You ain't no dumb soldier
    Keep your mind on your dream
    And you a pro soldier

    Verse 2: young noble

    Hey yo
    I spit, rip for pac and yak
    I love y'all both
    That's why i rap with a grudge and keep my enemies close
    Memories float
    Nothing else to do but smoke
    Now i'm numb with a lump in my throat
    I'm scoffed up
    Constipated with pain
    Hating the rain
    We all get wet
    And pretty much when you close to death
    I think you live by the gun
    You die by the judge
    And if my girl have a son
    I'ma raise him better than i was
    A little time does justice to the heart
    You should ask your little boy why he rushing to the park
    Everyday after school
    You wonder why he love there?
    They got guns drugs and plenty of thugs there
    No care
    That's why i speak on shit
    To you parents out there
    Don't sleep on shit
    Raise your kids
    Come on you made the kids
    We got kids killing kids
    Doing major bids
    Damn

    Chorus:

    I never really got a chance to say good-bye
    I hope you're thankful you lived your life
    And nothing keeps that before your eyes
    I never really got a chance to say good-bye
    And even though you're gone
    You're always on my mind
    I never really got a chance to say goodbye

    Verse 3: edi

    To all my youngsters out there
    Trying to burn something
    Will you pay attention a minute
    You might learn something
    'cause look
    All they want to do is lock you up and make some dough off you
    And when your ass finally die
    They'll find a hole for you
    I know it ain't no love
    It seem cold to you
    But yous a soldier
    Got to keep your goals close to you
    'cause 25 with an l ain't closer junior
    Now in society
    You're labeled as a loser junior
    2 times at that
    So close to your 3rd
    Only 22 now what the fuck you gonna do
    Convicted felons
    They don't get no work
    We all know that
    Now you forced to draw back
    You seen the cycle
    They don't call it the system for nothing
    Systematic ways to get you to your grave
    But you heard it before
    You ain't gonna listen to edi
    You gonna have to go through it
    But please believe me
    Ain't no glory in pain
    A soldier story in vain
    You niggas gobbled by the game
    Aint no glory in pain
    A soldier story in vain
    You niggas gobbled up by the mutha fuckin game

    Verse 4: kastro

    It's a long long dark road out of hell
    I've been there
    I can tell you the story well
    Most don't make it
    10 out of 12
    And the 2 left fighting themselves
    We sit in desperate need
    Searching for a cure
    Us youngsters indeed
    We deserve much more
    It's war
    'cause we don't get along with each other
    God damn
    We need to get it together
    For real

    Chorus

    Verse 5: napoleon

    I got 50 shots for every ???
    These pigs is more crooked than some snakes on my block
    They gave him a choice
    He had to ride or die
    Since bullets don't die
    Oz can you tell me how he died
    Stay ahead of your game
    Young star
    Grow eyes
    Stay away from them haters
    Also 1 time
    I respect the game
    I'm real serious with mine
    It's like they lost
    Playing on furious with mine

    [edi talking]
    Uh
    So serious
    You know
    It's all about will and how strong you are
    If you can stand it
    Stand the pressure and stay strong youngsters
    Move up

    Chorus

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