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[Tupac] <br />That´s right nigga you gotta get your papers in this motherfucker <br />I ain´t mad at ya at all (damn) <br />Aiyyo, what the fuck you wanna be when you grow up RahRah? <br /> <br />[RahRah] Nigga, is you stupid, I wanna be a motherfuckin Outlaw <br />[Tupac] That´s right nigga, hahaha.. housin these hoes, you feel me? <br />[RahRah] Aight, knowhatI´msayin? <br />[Tupac] You got to do that shit, keepin it real nigga or what? <br />[RahRah] Keepin it real! <br />[Tupac] How old are you nigga? <br />[RahRah] I´m eleven <br /> <br />[Tupac] <br />Cause all I see is, murder murder, my mind state <br />preoccupied with homicide, tryin to survive through this crime rate <br />Dead bodies at block parties, those unlucky bastards <br />Gunfire now they require may be closed casket <br />Who can you blame? It´s insane what we dare do <br />Witness an evil that these men do, bitches in, too <br />In fact they be the reasons niggaz get to bleedin <br />Pull the fuckin fire when I leave em, you shoulda seen em <br />Hostile hoes catch elbows (beotch!) negroes disposed of <br />and snitches get dealt with, with no love <br />Body bags of adversaries that I had to bury <br />I broke the law and they jaw, all in the same flurry <br />But never worry, they´ll remember me through history <br />Causin motherfuckers to bleed, they´ll label me a <br /> <br />[Chorus] <br />Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw (They came in to sin) <br />Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw (Dear God, I wonder could you save me?) <br /> <br />[Tupac] <br />Before I close my eyes I fantasize I´m livin well <br />when I awake and realize I´m just a prisoner in hell <br />Just as well, cause in my cell I´m keepin pictures of these bastards <br />Excersisin, visualizin, everyone inside a casket <br />Picture me blasted, surrounded by niggaz in masks <br />Sent with the task to harass and murder my ass <br />Will I last? Heaven or Hell? Freedom or jail? <br />Shit´s hard, who can you tell? Aand if we fail? <br />High speeds, and thai weed on the freeway <br />When will they learn to take it easy? Uh <br />Drivebys and niggaz die, murder without a motive <br />by making motherfuckers fry <br />Got me runnin from these coward-ass crooked-ass cops <br />Helicopters tryin to hover over niggaz til we drop <br />Got no time for the courts, my only thought is open fire <br />Hit the district attorney, but fuck that bitch, cause she´s a lie <br />Now it´s time to expire, I see the judge, spray the bitch <br />"Motherfuckers is crooked," is what I scream, and hit the fence <br />I comense to get wicked, spittin rounds as the plot thickens <br />Never missin an early grave is my only mission <br />If I die, never worry, bury me beside my four-five <br />May God forgive me, I was high, label me a <br /> <br />[Chorus] <br /> <br />[Dramacydal] <br />Society lied to me, I ain´t never gonna try to be <br />My mob´ll be doin robberies, and stickups on these wannabe´s <br />I witnessed niggaz lose they chest <br />For ordinary reasons niggaz bodies put to rest <br />So I just.. swallow my Beck´s and holla, "Fuck em!" <br />And if I´m next.. just let a nigga step with somethin <br />I ain´t fearin nuttin <br /> <br />Young and thuggin, prepared for bustin if that´s my destiny <br />Ready for whatever, see you niggaz can´t get the best of me <br />(hold me down) Definitely no need for askin <br />(now he mad) Top speed (smokin weed) blasted (biotch!) <br /> <br />Cause when I bust em they gonna shiver, the killers cry <br />Soldiers got bodies floatin in the river, what is they sayin? <br />Talkin bout prayin -- they need to stop, that ain´t gon´ help <br />These niggaz sprayin up my block, tryin to take my wealth <br /> <br />[Chorus 2X] <br /> <br />[Tupac] <br />Fuck the judge, I gotta grudge <br />Punk police, niggaz run the streets <br />Hahah, it ain´t nuttin but muuuuzik <br />Shit´s changed <br />1995 the game has changed, motherfuckers is actin REAL strange <br />The rules is all rearranged <br />You got babies lyin dead in the streets <br />These punk police is crooked as me <br />but all I see is motherfuckers actin less than G´s <br />Stop bein a playa-hater, be a innovator nigga <br />Fuck that shit, don´t be no entertainer and a stranger <br />Be a real motherfucker keep it real pack that steel <br />Cause you know these streets is real deal <br />Muh´fuckers wanna see me in my casket <br />Jealous, motherfuckin bastards <br />I never die, thug niggaz multiply <br />Cause after me is Thug Life baby <br />Then the young thugs <br />Then the youngest thug of all my nigga RahRah
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[Tupac] <br />That´s right nigga you gotta get your papers in this motherfucker <br />I ain´t mad at ya at all (damn) <br />Aiyyo, what the fuck you wanna be when you grow up RahRah? <br /> <br />[RahRah] Nigga, is you stupid, I wanna be a motherfuckin Outlaw <br />[Tupac] That´s right nigga, hahaha.. housin these hoes, you feel me? <br />[RahRah] Aight, knowhatI´msayin? <br />[Tupac] You got to do that shit, keepin it real nigga or what? <br />[RahRah] Keepin it real! <br />[Tupac] How old are you nigga? <br />[RahRah] I´m eleven <br /> <br />[Tupac] <br />Cause all I see is, murder murder, my mind state <br />preoccupied with homicide, tryin to survive through this crime rate <br />Dead bodies at block parties, those unlucky bastards <br />Gunfire now they require may be closed casket <br />Who can you blame? It´s insane what we dare do <br />Witness an evil that these men do, bitches in, too <br />In fact they be the reasons niggaz get to bleedin <br />Pull the fuckin fire when I leave em, you shoulda seen em <br />Hostile hoes catch elbows (beotch!) negroes disposed of <br />and snitches get dealt with, with no love <br />Body bags of adversaries that I had to bury <br />I broke the law and they jaw, all in the same flurry <br />But never worry, they´ll remember me through history <br />Causin motherfuckers to bleed, they´ll label me a <br /> <br />[Chorus] <br />Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw (They came in to sin) <br />Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw (Dear God, I wonder could you save me?) <br /> <br />[Tupac] <br />Before I close my eyes I fantasize I´m livin well <br />when I awake and realize I´m just a prisoner in hell <br />Just as well, cause in my cell I´m keepin pictures of these bastards <br />Excersisin, visualizin, everyone inside a casket <br />Picture me blasted, surrounded by niggaz in masks <br />Sent with the task to harass and murder my ass <br />Will I last? Heaven or Hell? Freedom or jail? <br />Shit´s hard, who can you tell? Aand if we fail? <br />High speeds, and thai weed on the freeway <br />When will they learn to take it easy? Uh <br />Drivebys and niggaz die, murder without a motive <br />by making motherfuckers fry <br />Got me runnin from these coward-ass crooked-ass cops <br />Helicopters tryin to hover over niggaz til we drop <br />Got no time for the courts, my only thought is open fire <br />Hit the district attorney, but fuck that bitch, cause she´s a lie <br />Now it´s time to expire, I see the judge, spray the bitch <br />"Motherfuckers is crooked," is what I scream, and hit the fence <br />I comense to get wicked, spittin rounds as the plot thickens <br />Never missin an early grave is my only mission <br />If I die, never worry, bury me beside my four-five <br />May God forgive me, I was high, label me a <br /> <br />[Chorus] <br /> <br />[Dramacydal] <br />Society lied to me, I ain´t never gonna try to be <br />My mob´ll be doin robberies, and stickups on these wannabe´s <br />I witnessed niggaz lose they chest <br />For ordinary reasons niggaz bodies put to rest <br />So I just.. swallow my Beck´s and holla, "Fuck em!" <br />And if I´m next.. just let a nigga step with somethin <br />I ain´t fearin nuttin <br /> <br />Young and thuggin, prepared for bustin if that´s my destiny <br />Ready for whatever, see you niggaz can´t get the best of me <br />(hold me down) Definitely no need for askin <br />(now he mad) Top speed (smokin weed) blasted (biotch!) <br /> <br />Cause when I bust em they gonna shiver, the killers cry <br />Soldiers got bodies floatin in the river, what is they sayin? <br />Talkin bout prayin -- they need to stop, that ain´t gon´ help <br />These niggaz sprayin up my block, tryin to take my wealth <br /> <br />[Chorus 2X] <br /> <br />[Tupac] <br />Fuck the judge, I gotta grudge <br />Punk police, niggaz run the streets <br />Hahah, it ain´t nuttin but muuuuzik <br />Shit´s changed <br />1995 the game has changed, motherfuckers is actin REAL strange <br />The rules is all rearranged <br />You got babies lyin dead in the streets <br />These punk police is crooked as me <br />but all I see is motherfuckers actin less than G´s <br />Stop bein a playa-hater, be a innovator nigga <br />Fuck that shit, don´t be no entertainer and a stranger <br />Be a real motherfucker keep it real pack that steel <br />Cause you know these streets is real deal <br />Muh´fuckers wanna see me in my casket <br />Jealous, motherfuckin bastards <br />I never die, thug niggaz multiply <br />Cause after me is Thug Life baby <br />Then the young thugs <br />Then the youngest thug of all my nigga RahRah
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