Outlaw Lyrics by 2Pac

Outlaw Lyrics

    [tupac]

    That's right nigga you gotta get your papers
    Up in this motherfucker
    I ain't mad at ya at all


    [tupac]


    Hey yo, what tha fuck you wanna be when you grow up ra ra


    [rah rah]


    Nigga, is you stupid, i wanna be a motherfuckin outlaw


    [tupac]


    That's right nigga, hahaha, house'n these ho's, you feel me?


    [tupac]


    You gotta do that shit, keepen it real nigga or what ?


    [rah rah]


    Keepin' it real!


    [tupac]


    How old are you nigga?


    [rah rah]


    I'm 11


    [tupac]


    Cause all i see is
    Murder murder
    My mind state
    Preoccupied with homicide
    Tryin to survive through this trial and rape
    Dead bodies at block parties
    Those unlucky bastards
    Gunfire now they require maybe closed casket
    Who can you blame ?
    It's insane what we did do
    Witness an evil that these men do
    Bitches see it too
    Infact they be the reasons niggas get to bleedin
    But i'll fucken fire when i leave'em
    I shoulda seen'em
    Hostile ho's catch elbows and grows disposed of
    And snitches get dealt with, with no love
    Body bags of adversaries that i had to bury
    I broke tha law and their jaw
    All in tha same flurry
    But never worry
    They'll remember me through history
    Causen motherfuckers to bleed
    They'll label me an



    Chorus
    Outlaw, outlaw, outlaw
    They came into sin
    Outlaw, outlaw, outlaw
    Dear god, i wonder can you save me?

    Before i close my eyes
    I fantasize i'm livin well
    And i awaken
    Realizen i'm just in prison in hell
    Just as well
    Cause in my cell i'm keeping pictures of these bastards
    Excersisein'
    Visualizing'
    Everyone inside a casket
    Picture me blasted
    Surrounded by niggas in masks
    Sent with tha task
    To harass and murder my ass
    Will i last ?
    Heaven or hell ?
    Freedom or jail ?
    Shit's hard who can you tell ?
    And if we fail ?
    High speeds
    And tie weed on tha freeway
    When will they learn to take it easy ?
    Driveby's
    And niggas die
    Murder without a motive by making motherfuckers fry
    Got me runnin' from these coward ass crooked ass cops
    Helicopters tryin ta hover over niggas till we drops
    Got no time for tha courts
    My only thought is open fire
    Hit tha district attorney
    But, fuck that bitch, cause she's a lie
    Now it's time to expire
    I see tha judge
    Spray tha bitch
    'motherfuckers is crooked !' is what i scream
    And hit tha fence
    I cominse to get wicked
    Spitten rounds as tha plot thickens
    Never missen
    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
    And label me an



    Chorus
    Outlaw, outlaw, outlaw
    They came into sin
    Outlaw, outlaw, outlaw
    Dear god, i wonder, could ya save me ?

    Society lied to me
    I ain't never gonna try ta be
    My mob will be doin roberies
    And stickups on these wannabe's
    I witnessed niggas lose they chest
    For ordinary reasons niggas bodies put ta rest
    So i just..
    Swallow my becks and holla 'fuck'em'
    And if i'm next
    Just leta nigga step with somethin'
    I ain't fearin nothen
    Young and thugin
    Prepared for bustin if that's my destiny
    Ready for whatever
    See you niggas can't get tha best of me
    (hold me down)
    Definately no need for askin
    (now he mad)
    Top speed
    (smokin weed)
    Blasted (biotch)
    Cause when i bust'em they gonna shiver
    Tha killers cry
    Soldiers got bodies floaten in tha river
    What is they sayin ?
    Talken about prayin'
    They need to stop
    That ain't gonna help
    These niggas sprayin up my block
    Tryin ta take my wealth



    Chorus
    Outlaw, outlaw, outlaw
    They came into sin
    Outlaw, outlaw, outlaw
    Dear god, i wonder could ya save me ?
    Outlaw, outlaw
    They came into sin
    Outlaw, outlaw, outlaw
    Dear god, i wonder could ya save me ?

    [tupac]


    Fuck tha judge, i gotta gruge
    Punk police, niggas run tha streets
    It ain't nothen but muuuuzik
    Shits changed
    1995 tha games has changed
    Motherfuckers is actin real strange
    The rules is all rearranged
    You got babies lyin' dead in tha streets
    These punk police is crooked as me
    But all i see
    Is mothafuckers actin' less than g's
    Stop bein a playa-hater
    Be an inovator nigga
    Fuck that shit
    Don't be no entertainer and a stranger
    Be a real mothafucker
    Keep it real
    Pack that steel
    Cause you know these streets is real deal
    Mothafuckers wanna see me in my casket
    Jelous, mothafucken bastards
    I'll never die
    Thug niggas multiply
    Cause after me is thug life baby
    Then tha young thugs
    Then tha youngest thug of all my nigga ra ra

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