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 That's right nigga you gotta get your papers in this motherfucker
 I ain't mad at ya at all (damn)
 Aiyyo, what the fuck you wanna be when you grow up RahRah?
 
 [RahRah] Nigga, is you stupid, I wanna be a motherfuckin Outlaw
 [Tupac] That's right nigga, hahaha.. housin these hoes, you feel me?
 [RahRah] Aight, knowhatI'msayin?
 [Tupac] You got to do that shit, keepin it real nigga or what?
 [RahRah] Keepin it real!
 [Tupac] How old are you nigga?
 [RahRah] I'm eleven
 
 [Tupac]
 Cause all I see is, murder murder, my mind state
 preoccupied with homicide, tryin to survive through this crime rate
 Dead bodies at block parties, those unlucky bastards
 Gunfire now they require may be closed casket
 Who can you blame?  It's insane what we dare do
 Witness an evil that these men do, bitches in, too
 In fact they be the reasons niggaz get to bleedin
 Pull the fuckin fire when I leave em, you shoulda seen em
 Hostile hoes catch elbows (beotch!) negroes disposed of
 and snitches get dealt with, with no love
 Body bags of adversaries that I had to bury
 I broke the law and they jaw, all in the same flurry
 But never worry, they'll remember me through history
 Causin motherfuckers to bleed, they'll label me a
 
 * Chorus *
 Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw (They came in to sin)
 Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw (Dear God, I wonder could you save me?)
 
 [Tupac]
 Before I close my eyes I fantasize I'm livin well
 when I awake and realize I'm just a prisoner in hell
 Just as well, cause in my cell I'm keepin pictures of these bastards
 Excersisin, visualizin, everyone inside a casket
 Picture me blasted, surrounded by niggaz in masks
 Sent with the task to harass and murder my ass
 Will I last?  Heaven or Hell?  Freedom or jail?
 Shit's hard, who can you tell?  Aand if we fail?
 High speeds, and thai weed on the freeway
 When will they learn to take it easy?  Uh
 Drivebys and niggaz die, murder without a motive 
 by making motherfuckers fry
 Got me runnin from these coward-ass crooked-ass cops
 Helicopters tryin to hover over niggaz til we drop
 Got no time for the courts, my only thought is open fire
 Hit the district attorney, but fuck that bitch, cause she's a lie
 Now it's time to expire, I see the judge, spray the bitch
 "Motherfuckers is crooked," is what I scream, and hit the fence
 I comense to get wicked, spittin rounds as the plot thickens
 Never missin 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, label me a
 
 * Chorus *
 
 [Dramacydal]
 Society lied to me, I ain't never gonna try to be
 My mob'll be doin robberies, and stickups on these wannabe's
 I witnessed niggaz lose they chest
 For ordinary reasons niggaz bodies put to rest
 So I just.. swallow my Beck's and holla, "Fuck em!"
 And if I'm next.. just let a nigga step with somethin
 I ain't fearin nuttin
 
 Young and thuggin, prepared for bustin if that's my destiny
 Ready for whatever, see you niggaz can't get the best of me
 (hold me down) Definitely no need for askin
 (now he mad) Top speed (smokin weed) blasted (biotch!)
 
 Cause when I bust em they gonna shiver, the killers cry
 Soldiers got bodies floatin in the river, what is they sayin?
 Talkin bout prayin -- they need to stop, that ain't gon' help
 These niggaz sprayin up my block, tryin to take my wealth
 
 * Chorus 2X *
 
 [Tupac]
 Fuck the judge, I gotta grudge
 Punk police, niggaz run the streets
 Hahah, it ain't nuttin but muuuuzik
 Shit's changed
 1995 the game has changed, motherfuckers is actin REAL strange
 The rules is all rearranged
 You got babies lyin dead in the streets
 These punk police is crooked as me
 but all I see is motherfuckers actin less than G's
 Stop bein a playa-hater, be a innovator nigga
 Fuck that shit, don't be no entertainer and a stranger
 Be a real motherfucker keep it real pack that steel
 Cause you know these streets is real deal
 Muh'fuckers wanna see me in my casket
 Jealous, motherfuckin bastards
 I never die, thug niggaz multiply
 Cause after me is Thug Life baby
 Then the young thugs
 Then the youngest thug of all my nigga RahRah
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